A/N You wanted it… you got it! Dursley Torture Scenes! Sorry it took so long to post... Finals are finally finished and my summer is about to begin. Too bad I have to go back to school... shoulders droop I just can't seem to get a break!

Chapter Ten

Snape apparated to the wards of Godrics Hollow. Muttering the password underneath the breath, he watched as the wards dropped temporarily. He quickly moved through the fallen wards and into the house. The moment the door shut behind him, the wards went back up.

There was a tiny mouse squeak of surprise coming from the house's occupants. The house's three occupants.

Almost smiling, Snape walked further into the house. He hung his robe on coat rack. Knowing that all eyes were on him, he calmly began rolling up his sleeves of his white blouse, revealing the black skull on his arm.

The room's youngest occupant gasped as the tattoo was revealed to them. "That's-!"

"Yes, young Dursley?" Snape drawled as he did the same to his other sleeve. "You were about say…?"

"That…that… that tattoo…!" the boy's fat practically vibrated as he began trembling against his mother's side.

"Yes…?" he asked lifting an finely arched eyebrow.

"Ha…Ha…Harry said that… that men who carried that tat…tattoo!… Meant that they are killers! He used to say that he were friends… friends with men known as… Death… Deatheaters! Men with what, he called 'The Dark Mark'," Dudley finally stuttered out. "I thought that he was just trying to scare me."

Mockingly, Snape clapped a couple of times in praise. "Wonderful! There might be hope for you yet! Did it work… his scare tactic?"

Dudley ducked his head. "For a little while."

Snape's eyes darkened drastically. "If you had stayed scared, it would've been the smartest thing you, no doubt, would have ever done. Not to mention, the only smart thing you've done in your life."

"Leave Dudley alone!" Petunia spoke up finally. "Don't you dare threaten him…! You… you fiend!"

"Don't!" Snape thundered. "You are in no position to be giving orders! And quite frankly, Pet, you will never be again! I'm not too happy with you, you horse faced bitch! Don't push me!"

Throughout the conversation, Vernon, wisely, kept his mouth shut. Noticing this, Snape swung around to look. Seeing the man cowering behind couch, he smiled, scaring the man even more.

"Ah, Sr. Dursley!" Snape said pleasantly. "The man of the house. Just the man I was looking for! You and I will talk… but first…! Anyone want tea?" Snape asked in his best impersonation of Albus Dumbledore.

The Dursley's grew even more frightened. They were now sure they were dealing with a madman.

"No..? No one wants tea?" Snape shook his head while trying to stay his sniggers. "Shame. It is tea time, you know. Still no…? Ok."

"Whip!" Snape thundered causing the Dursley's to jump in fright.

"Yes, Master Snape?" a small house elf asked immediately popping into the room.

Snape allowed himself the luxury of a smirk. "Whip," he said to the cowering Dursley's. He turned back to Whip. "I would like a cup of Green Tea."

"Yes, Master Snape," Whip said popping out of the room.

"My house elf, Whip," Snape said politely. "He's a sweet lad. Always wanting to helpful, he is."

Whip popped in with his tea.

"Ah, thanks Whip! Take the rest of the day off. In fact, go to Hogwarts. Go play!" Snape said taking a sip of his tea. "Cause, trust me, you don't want to be here."

"Yes, Master Snape. Thank you!" Whip said joyfully popping out of the room again.

Leisurely, Snape continued drinking his tea watching the Dursley's out the corner of his eyes. He watched as Petunia firmly put herself in front of Dudley. He watched Dudley bite nails nervously. He watched as Vernon tried to nudge Petunia in front of him as well.

Snape smirked. There was only one thing he loved next to Harry…and that is fucking with people's heads. He then sneered as Vernon continued to try to move her from Dudley.

"Sr. Dursley!" Snape roared suddenly angry. "You will stop that this instant, you pathetic excuse of a whale! Nothing, and not nothing, will stop what you have coming!"

Severus sat down on the couch facing the Dursley's while they stood in front of the fireplace. "Now is the time to talk about your punishments," he said suddenly smiling brightly.

Petunia bowed her head in defeat.

"Don't worry, Pet! No one dies here, today," Snape reassured her before turning serious again. "Well, not you or Dudley, that is. Vernon…? Well, let's just say, I can't make that same promise."

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Snape said levitating Vernon off the ground and floating him over to where he was on the couch. He suddenly put his wand down, dropping Vernon, unceremoniously, on the ground in front of him.

"Stay!" Snape sharply commanded when Vernon made to get off the ground. "By the time this night is through, you're going to wish you were dead. Vernon, Vernon, Vernon… you disappoint me. Not once have you said a word. What's wrong?" Snape asked mockingly concerned all the while running the tip of his wand against Vernon's cheek. "Cat got your tongue?"

Vernon shuddered.

"Really, Vernon! Did you think you were going to get away with it? You know what they say, what comes around goes around. And you, Vernon… you've had it coming for a long time! What I want to know, is how could you do that to a young man? Your nephew?"

Vernon, steadily began turning different shades of red.

"You don't even know, do you?" Snape shook his head as he looked up into Petunia's confusion filled eyes. "You do know what we are talking about, right?"

She shook her head negatively.

Wordlessly he read her mind. "No, you don't know. You don't know that once a week Vernon would come to Harry's bed. You don't know, that week after week, Vernon would force himself on Harry scarring him even worse than your beatings ever did to him."

Widening her eyes, she shook her head again.

"Do you know why, you didn't know…? Because you didn't care to! You are a bitter woman. Your jealousy of your deceased sister have clouded your mind. You allowed your husband to rape your nephew because you hated your sister. You are the worst kind of woman there is. I went to school with your sister. You can say that we were sort of friends. You were all she would talk about. She hated being away from you and almost hated Hogwarts from keeping her away from you. She loved you and was so proud of you. I look at you now and I ask myself, 'What the hell for?'

Your husband is one sick fuck! Did you know that he is gay? No, really gay? If Harry wasn't around, do you think those tendencies would still be at rest? No, it wouldn't have. He would have moved on to another substitute. Do you know who that substitute would have been?" Snape asked pleasantly.

Petunia whirled around to face Dudley. She drew her son into her arms and held onto him tightly.

"That's right, Pet. He would have moved on to your dear Dudders."

"But… but… he's our son!" she said into Dudley's hair.

"So…? He still has an ass, doesn't he? I'm sure he does, somewhere under all those layers of fat," Snape said uncaringly. "Men, like your husband don't care who, as long as he still getting ass. And that will be enough of the history lesson. On to the punishments!" Snape said clapping his hands gleefully. "Pet, you will be sold to the highest bidder where you will then enter a life sentence of servitude. Your Dudders will be sent to a wizard ran orphanage where he will be the odd man out. Pretty mild punishments for the two of you," he commented breezily.

"Ah, Vernon Dursley… your punishment will be… Praying for death," Snape dangerously. Suddenly he smiled. "But, much to my great sadness, I've been ordered not to harm you. Either one of you. Harry would never forgive me if I did. But Vernon, this is not a reprieve. The man you're going to is not as nice, or playful, as me. And I just wanted you to know that no one will come save you."

Snape arrived back at Hogwarts in one piece. He automatically sought after the Headmaster in his office.

"Ah, Severus!" Albus greeted cheerfully. "Made it back, I see. And not a single bloodstain on you, either! I'm proud of you, my boy."

Severus rolled his eyes. "I just came to report in."

"Yes, yes, wonderful! You must be tired. Taking down the wards at Godrics Hollow depletes magic. Eat some fruit and go to bed early. That's an order! Merlin knows that you need the sleep!"

Wordlessly, Snape obeyed, for once one stalking through the walls. Had there been children in the halls they would say that he was dragging his feet.

Dream Sequence

Severus wrapped his arms around the warmth next to him. He nuzzled his face in its hair and sighed blissfully. "You smell like vanilla and sunflowers," he murmured sleepily.

The warmth surrounding him chuckled. "And you smell like mint and chemicals. Must come from spending more than half your life over a cauldron," he commented.

Severus snorted. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said leaning over to gently press his lips to his love's. He watched as emerald, green eyes opened to him. "That's right, Harry... open your eyes for me, love."

Harry stared into the dark eyes above him and smiled. "I love you," he said lifting himself onto his elbows.

"Aishiteru, chibi ichi," Severus replied softly before lowering his head again to his lips.

Harry sighed as he parted his mouth to let Sev in. He moaned when Severus stroked his tongue against his.

Severus eased himself over Harry, supporting himself with his arms. Harry looked so beautiful to him... with his flush cheeks, and his rapidly falling chest. Severus gently layed Harry back down on his back. He caressed his face with surprisingly gentle strokes.

Harry clasped that hand between his. He traced the lines on his palm thoughtfully. "You have a long lifeline, Severus," he whispered. He then brought the hand closer to his face and with cat like strokes, licked every line on the hand. "You taste like ginger."

The professor growled deep in his throat and suddenly latched his teeth to Harry's neck and was rewarded when he gasped. He then licked at the sting to sooth it. "And you taste like melons. Like a juicy cantalope."

"You do say the sweetest things," Harry teased as he ran his hands over the expanse of chest over his own. He tweaked a nipple and watched as Sev twiched slightly.

"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" he growled as Harry caressed it with light teasing touches.

"But what a sweet death that would be!"

Severus silenced the brat with his lips. He dragged his tongue down his jaw, past his neck, and down his chest until he reached Harry's nipples. He sucked it into his mouth drawing out a surprise Oh! from Harry. He took the hardened nub in between his teeth and worried it.

Harry arched his back clear off the bed gasping. "Sev... Sev... please!"

Smirking, Sev paid the same attention to its twin, delighting in the moans that he was recieving for his efforts. He continued his descent down. When he reached his navel, Sev dipped his tongue into it, bringing forth peals of laughter from his lover. Snape reveled in the sound. He looked up into the sparkling emerald eyes.

Harry reached down a hand and caressed Sev's face with it. "I love you, Severus Snape."

End Dream

Snape slowly opened his eyes and sighed. "Damn that boy! As if I didn't have to deal with him awake, but now he has to be in my dreams!" He threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. He stretched his arms over his head, wincing as he listened to the symphony of cracks in his back.

A/N Aishiteru, chibi ichi is Japanese for "I love you, little one." Once again, i'm sorry for the delay in this story. This chapter wasn't part of the original story so it took awhile for me to figure out how to incorporate this chapter without changing the ending. There is two more chpts after this... or was it one? Anyway, not much longer people!