I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Sorry it has taken so long to update, I am trying to get somework done and don't always have time to update.
The time-travelers found themselves enjoying there stay in the past, all except Harry. He knew he was being paranoid, but he could swear someone was watching him at all times. He could feel the cold calculating stare. He was constantly on edge, and his magic was on the defensive.
"You seem like you are agitated Harry." Hermione said as they walked around the lake.
"Perhaps I am losing my mind Mione, I can not concentrate, nor enjoy my days. I constantly feel as if I am being watched. My magic is itching to get out, almost as if feeling a dominant near by." Harry said shaking his head wearily.
"A dominant, are you sure Harry?" Hermione asked wide eyed at the thought.
"Aye, I am. The question is who it might be though, I mean, I have never felt my magic act so strange before." Harry said shaking his head. Nether noticed Salazar standing in the shadows watching them like a hawk watching it's pray.
Later that night Harry walked the corridors, his mind full of thoughts when he found himself crushed up against a wall. A pair of lips crashed down on his, demanding entrance and dominating the kiss as a pair of hands roughly grabbed his waist and held him in place.
"Your addictive little submissive, you think to challenge me, I can feel your magic pulsing as if begging me to lay claim to you." Salazar hissed in persaltounge, sending a shiver down Harry's back.
"You tease me at every turn, and when I try to stay away from you I find myself drawn just that bit more drawn to you." He said nipping at Harry's ear lobe, and just as quickly as he had come he left, leaving Harry breathless as he made his way to too his own bed chambers.
The next morning Salazar acted at though nothing had happened; the only thing that would clue anybody in was the way his dark eyes would travel to Harry with a possessive glint. Harry studiously ignored him.
"My lord, you promised to walk with me today." Hermione said after lunch and drug her friend off towards the lake.
Harry raised a single eyebrow as they walked, and Hermione began to snicker behind her hand. "So you've attracted the eye of Salazar Slytherin himself Harry?" She asked after a moment making the young war lord scowl at her. "Not that I am surprised, I mean you do speak persaltounge, and you are a submissive." She said shaking her head.
"I am not even going to ask about how you know Mione." Harry said shaking his head and folding his arms.
"Come now Harry, you're the youngest war lord, and the only submissive to of ever lead the order of Izell; and Salazar is a handsome man, and a dominant if ever I have seen one. It is not so surprising that your magic would challenge him. Nor is it so surprising that he accepts the challenge." Hermione said with a fond smile.
"You think he would make a good match?" Harry asked his voice sounded cold, but those whom knew him could easily hear the discomfort.
"I do, and the others would easily agree with me." Hermione said with a smile as she sat down near the tree and patted the ground beside her. With a sigh he laid down and used her lap as a pillow. With deft fingers she moved her hands through his hair weaving magic into it to make it long, and allowing him to fall asleep before conjuring a basket of fresh flowers and braiding them through Harry's hair.
Hermione saw Salazar hiding in the shadows. "He doesn't sleep well at night." She said softly as he came into the light.
"So I noticed." Salazar said silkily as he looked down at the young submissive.
"You wouldn't ether if you had to fight for your right to live since you were a baby." Hermione said as Salazar scooped the young lord up and walked away.
When Harry woke up he noticed that he was in an unfamiliar room with walls that looked like the dungeon. He was lying in a soft bed, wrapped in a soft blanket. He wore a long white nightshirt, and his hair was braided down his back in a traditional submissive braid rather than the shoulder length hair he preferred. An arm was wrapped around his waist and a solid chest was pressed against his back.
"I see you're awake." Salazar said rolling on top of Harry and pinning him to the bed as he took advantage of the slightly opened mouth.
"I should go." Harry said panting when Salazar broke away for air. A low growl left Salazar's throat as he attacked Harry's mouth once more.
"You challenge me little submissive, and then you wish to run. That is fine; but know that you will be mine. I always get what I want, and make no mistake, I want you." Salazar hissed into his ear before standing up and walking out.