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Charlie stood at the window in what had been Hagrid's hut up until three weeks before. His blue eyes stared, unfocused, at the barren pumpkin patch in his direct line of vision. It was his minds eye that was focused. He let him thoughts drift back to two days before, when he had seen Harry again at his mother's kitchen table. His smooth golden skin seemed to shine with an inner light at first glance. On closer inspection Charlie had noticed something that he knew no one else, save maybe the twins, at the table would see or even think to look for. Glamour's, slightly brighter then Harry's own true skin tone sparkled along the side of the green eyed mans neck and the dragon keeper was sure that if he could get his former lover to turn his head that he would see the very same glamour sparkling along his throat as well.
He knew that the young man he had spent months training and fucking was docile as a new born kitten after having a firm hand gripping his throat while he came. He knew because he had been the first man to do it to him, along with almost every other dirty kinky thing that got the dark haired man off. He was also aware of the fact that Harry was seeing someone. He had been aware of it on his first morning back when his sweet little sub had shown up wearing a shirt that was a size to big for him. If that hadn't indicated something then surely his inability to sit still on what his former Master was sure had been a very sore ass. Add that to the fact that his youngest brother had filled him in on the fact that Harry had been busy, with a date, and Charlie knew that he had been replaced.
It wasn't that he had imagined Harry waiting for him. He knew that the younger man was a sexual deviant that needed someone to guide and teach him. It was just that while he knew that Harry was always willing and ready to be fucked hard through just about any available surface, he was also more then aware of the green eyed mans need to find someone who just saw him. Not his scar or his fame or his heroic deeds, just Harry.
He was surprised, and happy, that Harry had been able to find someone that wasn't swayed by the scar and all that came with it. That didn't mean that he was thrilled with the fact that he didn't have the beautiful green eyed man trailing behind him on his hands and knees any more. His toy belonged to someone else. He actually had to keep reminding himself that while he may have been Harry's first Master, he was not the man's current Master.
Charlie shook his head and looked at the path that led toward the castle. His eyes, now focused, watched the dark haired man from his thoughts as he made his way toward the hut. He had asked Harry to join him one day during the week, for tea and a chat to catch up. The eager smile that the younger man had given him that morning after Sunday breakfast had made his cock instantly hard.
He had the thick wooden door open before Harry could even raise his fist to knock. The site of his toy made his heart beat faster. Moving out of the way he gestured towards the chairs in the center of the hut.
~*~Harry hadn't been in Hagrid's hut since Charlie had taken over as Grounds Keeper, over a month before. Stepping out of the way so that his friend could close the door he took in the changes. The bed, now a good deal shorter, was just as wide as it had always been. Where Hargid had always seemed to have some interesting animal lurking in a cage, Charlie had chosen a different form of décor. The rustic feel of the hut was still there, and Harry doubted very much that it would ever be able to be covered. Gone where the dead pheasants that had always seemed to be hanging from the ceiling when his half-giant friend had lived there. Instead Harry spotted a set of filing cabinets along the wall closest to the desk that stood beside the fire place. Hanging in the fireplace was a large copper kettle that he was sure held water that was ready to be made into tea. Sliding up the table where he spent many of his evenings as a student, Harry removed his coat and slung it along the back of a chair.
When he turned he found himself wrapped in the thick arms that he remembered from their time spent together. Acting on instinct alone he leaned his head forward until it rested in the crook of the older mans neck. Harry took a deep breath, letting the scents of lemon, clean sweat, freshly tilled earth and the slightly bitter slightly salty smell that was pure man. It wasn't until he had his nose buried in the skin, under the white cotton fabric of Charlie's shirt that he realized what he was doing. Taking one more deep breath he pulled his head back and smiled.
"Hi." His voice was sunny and full of life. The soft arousal that he felt stirring in his groin hidden from his former Masters ears.
"Hi yourself. I'm glad you came. Take a seat while I make us some tea." Charlie nodded his head toward the large bead against the far wall.
Harry toed off his trainers before crawling up onto the giant mattress, making his was to the pillows on his hands and knees and causing Charlie to chuckle. "Been a long time since I've had you on my bed like that love, but I think I remember what you like."
~*~*~Severus was sitting in his favorite chair in front of his fire place, as was his routine on Tuesdays and Thursdays now that Harry was in his life, waiting for his pet to come through the floo. They had decided that while Severus was more then welcome to join Harry at his cottage every weekend they didn't want to spend the entire week apart. Keeping that in mind they decided that on Tuesday and Thursday Harry would floo into Severus's rooms at Hogwarts and stay the night, heading home the next morning after having breakfast together before Severus's classes began. They had agreed that Harry was to arrive promptly at six-thirty. If he was to be late then an owl was required to let his Master know.
Severus sighed and closed the book he was attempting to read. Lifting his eyes to the clock he saw that it was six fifty eight. In two minutes his pet was going to be in quite a bit of trouble. In the Potions Masters mind it was one thing to be slightly late, as in five to ten minute. It was quite another thing to be a half an hour late. More so when there was no note to explain your lack of common courtesy to the waiting party. He knew that Harry was more then capable of taking care of himself, so worry wasn't a feeling the plagued him. No, he was just angry. They had agreed that while their physical relationship was rather new, they had been forming a mental and emotional bond for almost two months.
Moving his book to the table next to his chair Severus stood. Moving silently he headed toward his fire place. If Harry was at home and had just lost track of time while working on something it was Severus's place, as his Master, to remind him of his place. Just as he dipped his fingers into the pot of floo powder on his mantle the door to his private rooms opened.
When Harry walked into the room he was able to feel his Masters anger. It hung in the air like the thick fog that rolled in off of the lake first thing in the morning. He knew that the older man would be angry when he had looked at the clock in Charlie's cabin and seen that he was already fifteen minutes late for his evening with Severus. He had excused himself with a quick kiss on the red headed mans cheek and a promise to spend time with him again soon. After he was out of site of Charlie's cabin he took off running. It had taken him exactly ten minutes to get from his former lovers place at the edge of the Forbidden Forest to the bowels of the castle where his Master kept his private rooms.
Dropping to his knees he let his hands rest on his thighs and looked at the floor.
"You are late." Severus's voice was smooth and smokey. Harry knew that tone, having heard it more then once during his formative years as a student under the man. He also knew that saying anything at this point would only get him in trouble. Taking a chance he nodded his head, his eyes glued to the floor in front of him.
"I was expecting you at six thirty, as we had previously discussed. Tell me Potter, what was it that kept you from arriving on time? I assume it was something important to warrant your blatant disregard for my time." Reaching down he grabbed the thick black tresses that held he loved to touch after fucking his boy through what ever surface was available. With more force then necessary, not that he gave a shit at that exact moment in time, he forced Harry's head back so that they were looking into one another's eyes. "Tell me you little shit. What was so god damn important that you didn't even think to inform me that you would be late?"
Harry's eyes were shinning, he could feel the tears starting to form at the corners of his eyes. They weren't from his Masters words, but his actions. The anger that radiated from the older man was worse then Harry had imagined when he was running across the grounds.
"I'm sorry Master. I was visiting with Charlie and I lost track of time. When I realized how late I was I ran all the way here. Please don't be angry with me Sir. I didn't mean to be late." His voice was soft and pleading. He knew that this wasn't one of their games. He had broken a rule. A serious rule that they had agreed on in the very beginning of their physical relationship. He was very aware of how little free time his lover had. He knew that each moment spent together, while filled with kinky games and harsh touches, was precious.
Severus listened to his Pet. Those beautiful green eyes were devoid of fear as he spoke. With one more tug of the black silk in his fingers, though softer this time then before, he let go of Harry's head and moved back toward his chair. When he was sitting comfortably he gestured toward the younger man. Indicating with just a twitch of his fingers that he wanted Harry in his lap.
Moving quickly Harry crawled across the floor. When he reached Severus's legs he removed his shoes before crawling into the older mans lap. Knowing that he wasn't forgiven, no matter what the situation looked like, he cuddled against his Master. His nose pressed into Severus's neck, taking in the smell that he was starting to love. A sigh escaped him as he felt the other mans chest start to rumble while he spoke.
"You are by no means forgiven. You understand this yes?" When Harry nodded he continued. "You told me that you were with Charlie Weasley. What did you to discuss?"
Harry kissed Severus's neck before answering. "Charlie and I are close. He was my first Master, the only one I had before you. We weren't together for very long, but the things we did made me realize that I love this type of relationship. He was a good Master. The distance was the only reason we called it quits. He's back now, and I get the feeling that he want's more then just friendship. He knows that I have someone in my life. He mentioned noticing my glamour's on Sunday during breakfast. He wants to know who you are."
Severus didn't say anything. He felt Harry take a deep breath and continue on. "Severus, I haven't told him anything. The only people who know that you are the man I am seeing are Hermione and Ron. It isn't really an issue, but I would like people to know that you are in my life."
Snape took Harry's face in his hands and looked him in the eyes. "Do you want people to know that we are together?" Harry nodded and bit his bottom lip.
"Then we will tell people. I think that we need to take your family into consideration. Molly would never forgive you if she found out last that you had someone in your life. I have an idea for when and where we can tell them. Would you like to know?"
"Yes, please."
Using his hands, Severus helped Harry slide back onto his knees on the floor in front of his chair. Standing, he dug the toe of his boot into his Pets side. "Before I tell you my plan, we have a punishment to take care of. You know where to go Pet. Don't keep me waiting a moment longer."
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