I do not own Harry Potter! No spoilers! This is a story about IF Voldemort died on the battlefield at Hogwarts in Harry's 6th year. Does NOT go with the story plot of the actual books Harry Potter.
Also this is a sequel to Master please. Please read that first. This will make no sense if you do not.
This chp. does not hold sex in it. Sorry. I felt we had to get more in depth.
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Summary: Sequel to Master please. Everything is falling apart now and Severus Snape is his master. Will Harry sit back and be a good slave and do what he's told, or will he disobey just to get the thrill of the promised pain...
My friends kept trying to get my attention. I ignored them though, not wanting any more to do with them. They are all back stabbing bastards who will just turn on you and sell you out for a knut anyway. I'm never going to see them again though. Besides Master announced at breakfast, or so I heard, that because of the attack no one was allowed to visit me. Thank god Master is so nice to me. Maybe this won't be so bad.
I started to call him master in private. Knowing that if I don't get used to it, and I slip up, I was going to be in trouble. Whether it be public embarrassment or just some form of spanking I'm making sure I don't screw this up. No one can know about this. No one can EVER know about this.
"Harry dear are you ready to leave the hospital wing?" I heard her speak then turned my head to face her. Madam Pomfery has been so gentle with me lately. A lot more gentle then she has been with any other students in the hospital wing. There's this feeling in my gut that tells me that she knows what's going on. That she's trying to make my last days of freedom better. That can't be true though because I know she doesn't know who is doing this. "Harry?" she said again after me not answering.
"Yes, Ma'am." I said looking down. Ever since that night in the astronomy tower I can't hold a stare long. Just one glance in anyone's eyes and I get over whelmed. My chest tightens and I feel tears coming each time. So I don't look people in the face anymore. Master might like that though. I mean… I am a slave and slaves have no right looking in normal peoples faces.
Madam Pomfery looked at me with worry, but nodded her head anyway. "Harry," I looked at her as she spoke my name. Not into her eyes though, over her head. I don't think I could look anyone in the eye again. "If you ever feel the need to come back here and talk to me please do." That was never going to happen. Besides she doesn't know. "I know what you're going through." My breathing stopped. "Severus told me."
My eyes widened and the tears came falling down. This can't be happening. I won't… couldn't accept this. He was… telling people? Oh god. Oh-
"No," I couldn't accept this. "You're lying…" None of what she's saying can be true. "Please no," I don't want her to know! "Tell me this is some sick joke you're playing please!" I started to cry. My eyes widened and I actually looked into her eyes, like a kicked puppy. "Please…" the tears silently streamed down my face one after the other. This can't be true! This can't be happening!
"I'm so sorry Harry… I wish it wasn't true." She said and hugged me gently, soothingly. "You'll get through this though. I know you will!" I didn't move or react. I just stared straight ahead. What was I going to do? "You're so strong my Harry. So strong." After she said that I realized something…
Why wasn't she helping me run away… why was she encouraging me to go to Master, to accept him… No… it couldn't be… She wouldn't!
"What was that potion you gave me the other day." My voice was dull and monotone, just demanding an answer and nothing more. I felt her tense on me though. Her whole body ridged and then she tightened her hold on me. "What was the potion?"
"Th-that doesn't matter anymore dear." She pulled away from me fast though and turned as to not let me see her face. "Go to your class Harry. You have potions first. Don't want to be late and make him angry." Walking away from me, Madam Pomfery entered her office and closed the door. She didn't even glance back. I felt so lost, helpless, and confused.
The tears streamed down my face after she left. I couldn't hold them in anymore. I wanted to scream, cry, and attack something! I didn't though. And Madam Pomfery never came back out. I left the hospital wing and made my way down to potions.
My thoughts swarmed my mind. There were so many questions not answered. Was this planed? Did all of this happen because he needed a plaything? Why was Madam Pomfery in on this? What potion did she give me yesterday? Are my thoughts my own? And what did my dream mean?
The bathroom dream keeps recurring all the time. Every time I go to sleep or close my eyes I see that bathroom. I see the tarnished Silver and the ruby eyes, Master appearing from nowhere, the white hands grabbing me and holding me down, his breath on my ear, the slight… I always wake up there. My breathings always erratic while my heart is screaming for more of his sweet voice. I want him to hold me, not the arms, for him to make love to me, in real life, not just a dream.
Lost in my mussing I arrived at the door to potions. Master come out of the shadows and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into the shadows with him. He forced his lips onto mine and I melted into the kiss. It tasted bitter sweet. I wanted to taste more but he pulled back. I pushed myself closer to him. Resting my body against his and still pushing forward. Trying desperately to just… feel him against me. He gently cupped my face with his hand and pulled an inch away. My breathing came hard and I could smell his scent with each inhale. He smelt like smoke and something sweet. I couldn't place the second smell though.
"My pet," He purred at me with half closed lust filled eyes, "You seem to be glowing with this new found delight inside of you… Mine and your child." He pulled his hand trailed down my chest and to my stomach where he then pulled my shirt out of my pants. With skilled hands he rubbed my stomach and teased me by barely reaching the tip of my pants. I wanted to push his hand inside. "Today we're going to learn exactly how you became mine." Master smiled at me then gently turned me around and pushed me to the door. Looking back he smirked at me, and then nodded forward.
I turned and walked inside. Looking around I noticed I could sit next to Hermionie and Ron or up front next to Malfoy. So I made my way up front and sat next to Draco Malfoy. Master will be pleased I sat next to his favorite student. Draco glanced at me but didn't say anything. Then he turned his body to face me and opened his mouth with a smirk on his face.
Master chose to come billowing in at that moment though. His cloak swished at his feet and he seemed to glide down the center isle and to the front of the class. How did he move with such grace? Walking behind his desk he placed his hands on the surface facing us. Master glared at all of the 7th years in turn before he finally set his eyes on me.
I felt my breathing stop and my heart speed up. He was going to say something to me I just know it! I could feel his words already. "I see my pet has decided to join us today." Or "pets can't sit on the furniture Potter. Get down." My throat clenched and I waited with batted breath for the order. But his eyes left mine not even a second after they met and he continued to just look around the room at us all.
My chest started to hurt with the thought that he didn't care, that he was leaving me. Just that damn thought made me feel horrible inside. I could feel the tears gathering in my eyes waiting to just fall. Then the thoughts came. What was I going to do? How was I going to raise this child? Why me? Master started to talk though.
"Today I am assigning a research project. Your partner is yourself. I have already picked out your potion you are going to be doing the project on. Once you have the potions name you must write a 5ft essay on the potion, complete the potion, and turn it in for your grade. Because our minister has now legalized once considered "dark" potions you will be working with them. You will not have any class time to do this potion. Please sign up for a time slot in the extra potion labs to work on your potion. I will be making sure no one else uses the labs for you to finish them. You may turn in your potion as soon as it's done. Your grade will be announced the next day."
Master started to list the students name and the potion they are receiving. I waited with batted breath hanging onto his every word. Finally he got to my name, "Potter, the enslavement potion."
My breathing stopped. I stared transfixed at my master as he said that. There was a potion for enslaving someone? Was that one of the potions he gave me? If so which one? And what was the other potion?
"You have a week. Good luck." With his evil smirk he pulled up instructions for the potion we were going to be making today. I got out the ingredients and my working supplies and got to work. My mind may have been preoccupied but for some reason I finished my work with it being perfect.
Finally class ended and I slowly started to pack up. Master was already gone though, out the back door and into his office. Was he ignoring me? My friends kept trying to get my attention. I ignored them though, not wanting any more to do with them.
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