Silver and Gold 26/? DH Spoilers
SPOILERS FOR DH


Title: Silver and Gold 26/?
Author: Eriador117
Rating: NC-17, Snape/Harry
Spoilers up to and including Deathly Hallows
Summary: Things are never quite what they seem. Epilogue, what epilogue? ;)
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the Potterverse, I'm just playing in it.
Beta'd by Rakina, many thanks :)
Warnings: AU, Angst, Mpreg. There are some other things I am not warning for as it will give away the plot and I myself don't exactly know where the story is going yet. I think it might also be D/s later.



Earlier Parts

Part Twenty Six

"Charlie!" Harry squealed and ran to hug him in greeting. Severus' heart thudded in his chest as he watched the easy affection between the two of them. Harry should only have that welcoming smile for him, no one else. Over two heads taller than Harry, Charlie Weasley looked the epitome of the rugged, outdoor man. His hair was windswept, his cheeks ruddy, his eyes sparkling with vitality. Severus couldn't help but compare his pale complexion with that of the second-eldest Weasley and wondered if Harry found him lacking.

"Merlin! Look at you!" said Charlie, twirling Harry around and whistling. "You've filled out." Charlie's eyes were glittering as he took in the vision before him. There was no getting around it, Harry was indeed a vision and Severus knew that eyes would be drawn to him. Dressed in a pair of black trousers, an emerald jumper and a black leather jacket; Harry looked decidedly edible and Charlie Weasley looked as though he was dying for a taste.

Flushing, Harry turned around and glanced at Severus with a worried look, as if he knew Severus would be angry with him. Oh, Severus was angry all right, but not with Harry. He was angry with Charlie Weasley who had dared to touch Harry with so much familiarity. The dragon handler would soon learn that Severus didn't share what was his. Ever.

"Harry, why don't you put our things away in our room? I would like to have a word with Charlie."

Severus didn't know where the rest of the Weasleys were and when they would return but hopefully he would have enough time to give Charlie a piece of his mind.

"Okay, Severus. I'll see you later." Harry hugged him before levitating both trunks up the narrow stairwell and into their bedroom.

Once Harry was out of sight, Charlie turned to Severus and winked. "Your room? You and Harry, eh? You are a sly one, aren't you?"

"There was nothing sly about it," retorted Severus.

"No? The last I heard Harry was going out with Ginny! I didn't even know he was gay. Or is he bisexual?"

"I don't think that is any of your business, is it? We're together and that's all you need to know."

"And Mum approves of this, does she? Harry's only eighteen," said Charlie, sinking down on one of the sofas.

"And yet, if I am not mistaken, you were staring at Harry as if he was a rather tasty dessert. I would appreciate it if you would not lay hands on what is mine in future."

"God, Snape! Do you know what you sound like? Harry isn't your slave!"

Severus just smirked at him. Harry had yet to decide if he wanted to become Severus' submissive, but Severus knew it was only a matter of time. He'd seen the hungry look in Harry's eyes when he held him down and called him 'mine'. Harry wanted to belong to him, that much was obvious.

"Isn't he a bit young for you?" asked Charlie. "You're old enough to be his father!"

"True, but I am not his father. Nor does he look upon me as a brother."

Before Charlie could continue, the kitchen of the Burrow was filled to capacity with the Weasleys and their guests and any sort of personal conversation would have to wait for another time.

There was a large pine tree in one corner with an overflowing stack of presents underneath it. He and Harry had already set their gifts beneath it earlier, both for the Weasleys and for each other. It had been a long time since Severus had spent anything like a family Christmas with anyone, but even as he was surrounded by the warmth and welcome at the Burrow, he couldn't wait for when he and Harry had a Christmas of their own with their own children.

"Where's Harry?" asked Bill, glancing at his mother. Fleur was looking rather more rounded than usual and, although no official announcement had been made, Severus guessed there would soon be another Weasley added to the clan.

"He's putting our things away," said Severus, wondering how many more times he was going to have to explain that he and Harry were now together. It looked like Ronald hadn't told all of his family yet.

"They're Courting," sighed Molly. "Just like you and Fleur did, Bill. Isn't it romantic?"

Bill spluttered out his hot chocolate and Severus had the impression that Bill and Fleur hadn't waited until the wedding night for consummation of their union, as was traditional with a wizarding Courtship. Severus knew he and Harry could still have plenty of fun while still waiting for the consummation.

"Too hot," explained Bill sheepishly, blowing on the top of his mug. Outside the kitchen window snowflakes swirled lazily in the darkness and melted as soon as they hit the pane.

"Oh, do you remember that time when we were Courting, Arthur? And we ended up talking for so long that it was well past curfew when we got back. We had detention for a month!"

"Isn't it a bit weird with you being Harry's teacher?" asked George, who had his arm around Neville Longbottom.

George sounded genuinely interested rather than disapproving so Severus was quite happy to answer. It still seemed a bit strange to see George without Fred by his side and Severus kept expecting him to walk into the room at any moment. "Not really, no. In class he is still my student and is treated accordingly. We can separate the two relationships."

"It's true," said Neville. "If you didn't know beforehand, you couldn't tell they were together by the way they act in class."

"Yeah," Ron agreed.

"My ears are burning," said Harry as he reached the bottom of the stairs. "Were you all talking about me?"

"Yes, they were," said Ginny, who despite sitting with Ernie Macmillan, seemed to send hopeful gazes in Harry's direction.

Severus wished Harry had already decided to become his pet so that he could take him away from all of these people. Tying him to the bed and locking him away was such a tantalising prospect, but Severus knew that after what Harry had been through with the Dursleys he couldn't do it to him. Harry needed his friends and other people around him and although he hated it, Severus knew that he was just going to have to get used to the fact that other people might look at Harry and find him attractive. But as long as all they did was look, that was okay. Severus was an only child and he didn't share well.

"Would you like some hot chocolate, Harry?" asked Molly. "There's plenty left."

"No, thank you. I'm a bit tired; I think I'll head off to bed."

"All right, dear. We'll see you in the morning," said Molly.

Severus spent another half an hour in the kitchen, trying not to make it too obvious how much he wanted to go and join Harry in their room. But soon he couldn't take any more of Ginny's snide looks or watching George and Neville snuggling together, as if they weren't aware of how many other people were watching them.

"Goodnight," said Severus and was bade goodnight in his turn.

When he pushed open the door of the room he and Harry would be sharing, his heart just about jumped into his throat. Harry was completely naked and kneeling with his head bowed by the foot of the bed. Beside him was a wrapped parcel in Slytherin green; one that hadn't made it beneath the tree.

Harry turned when he heard the door open and lifted up the parcel. "I wanted to give you this in private, sir," he said, his eyes still lowered. "An early Christmas present."

"Thank you," said Severus, removing the proffered gift from Harry's hands. It didn't take long to unwrap and Severus wasn't that surprised by what he found within. An elegant leather collar, unadorned except for a ring at the front, along with a silver leash.

"You're sure, Harry?" asked Severus, sitting down on the side of the bed and petting Harry's hair.

"I'm sure, Master. I want to give myself to you. All that you'll have of me."

"Oh, Harry. I want everything."

"Everything?" Harry queried, opening his fist and Severus saw the small vial of oil there.

Severus chuckled. "Don't be so impatient, pet. We won't be doing that yet. We're Courting. It's traditional to wait until the wedding night for consummation. I'd rather we wait."

"Oh. I'm sorry, Master. I didn't mean to presume. I just thought that's what you wanted."

"I do, pet, one day. But for now I'd like something else."

"Anything, sir," said Harry, kneeling up straighter.

Anything… oh the images that conjured up! Severus was like a child in a sweetshop and he didn't know which delicacy to try first. He leaned down and fastened the collar around Harry's neck. Harry hissed in pleasure and arched his hips.

"I want you to know that you're mine, Harry. You belong to me now. Always."

"Always," sighed Harry and laid his head on Severus' thigh.

"Have you thought about what you'd like in our contract, Harry?" Severus asked. Despite wanting nothing better than to accept Harry's submission, he wanted to make sure that Harry knew what he was letting himself in for. It was not something to be taken lightly.

"I have, Master," said Harry. "I've written out a sample one. May I fetch it for you?"

"If you would," said Severus, surprised and pleased that Harry had already written one out. It seemed Harry was taking this seriously. Harry stood up as gracefully as a dancer and removed a scroll from his trunk. His whole body was flushing as he handed the parchment to Severus; his cock jerking with excitement.

Harry knelt back down on the floor as Severus read the parchment.

I, Harry James Potter, do hereby offer my submission to Severus Tobias Snape. I promise to obey his will or suffer punishment. I want to submit to him in every way including sexually. My body is his to do with as he wishes, unless I cannot handle certain situations. In which case my safeword would be 'Lily'. All that I am I give to Severus Snape and hope he will accept this unworthy slave.

"Harry," Severus pushed a finger underneath Harry's chin and tilted his head up to face him. "You are not unworthy. Your submission is a gift and one I would accept gladly. But do you realise what you are saying here? You want me to be in control of every aspect of your life? I would decide which friends you could and couldn't see. What money you could spend and every other decision, barring children, would be up to me. Is that really what you want?"

"It is, Severus. I know what I want and I want to allow someone else to take control of everything. I'm fed up of being the strong one. I want someone strong enough to take care of me. I love you and I want to submit to you. I've thought about it a lot. I know what I'm doing."

"Very well," said Severus, conjuring a self-inking quill as his hand hovered over the parchment. "If you're sure?"

Harry nodded again.

I, Severus Tobias Snape, hereby accept the gift of Harry James Potter's submission. In return for his submission, I promise to look after all of his needs, financially, socially, sexually and others as the need arises. I acknowledge that if he uses his safeword, all play will stop immediately. Punishment may consist of (but not be limited to) spanking, paddling or removal of privileges. No permanent injury will result from any punishment and past misdeeds will never be used in order to extend a punishment. Limiting food will never be used under any circumstances. Harry James Potter may at any time revoke this contract if he feels unable to continue the relationship in a domination/submission capacity. Revocation of the contract does not mean the relationship has to end, just the submission elements.

Severus handed the scroll back to Harry, whose eyes scanned the added details eagerly. "So this is all we need to do?" asked Harry.

"Well, we both have to sign it, but that is basically it, yes."

"So if I signed it, I would belong to you?"

"Yes, Harry. You would belong to me. Some Doms allow others to use their pets sexually, but I am not one of them. If you want to belong to me, you need to know that I do not share what is mine. Ever."

"I don't want anyone else, Master," said Harry. "I only want you."

"Then how about we have a trial version of your submission? Let's say until you leave school, that will give you time to see if it is really what you wish."

"You'd be willing to do that for me?" asked Harry. He sounded so surprised, as if the submissive's wishes were never taken into account.

"Harry, a submissive is not a slave. I only have the option to dominate you because you have me given permission to do so. You are the one in control and that's how it should be. I promise to respect your safeword but you must respect yourself enough to know when something is too much for you. I won't be angry if you use it. We are still partners and lovers first, Master and pet second."

"Thank you, sir," said Harry, leaning up and kissing Severus softly on the mouth. When Harry pulled away, Severus schooled his face into a stern mask.

"You did not have permission to kiss me, pet," said Severus and was gratified to see Harry's eyes darken in desire at the forceful tone. Harry did want this, it was obvious now. "But since we are guests I will waive your punishment until we are back at Hogwarts."

Harry nodded, blushing. "As you wish, sir."

"Indeed," said Severus, smiling indulgently at his new pet.


TBC