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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape
  Additional Tags:
      Non-Consensual_Bondage, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Voyeurism,
      Extremely_Underage
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-12-20 Words: 1669
****** What Severus Found ******
by TheDarknessWithinYou
Summary
     On his way back from patrols Severus comes across a warded room.
Severus Snape made his way through the dungeons of Hogwarts after his last
patrol of the night, silently cursing his job. Working all day with the
ungrateful little brats and then spending his nights chasing the hormonal pests
out of deserted corridors and class rooms. It wasn’t fair. In being forced into
this infernal career after the war Dumbledore made sure he returned to a castle
filled with horrible memories. He had sworn when he left this place he would
never return, and now here he was spending every miserable day in this
hellhole.
Grumbling to himself, Severus almost missed the familiar tingle of a silencing
spell set up around the door of an unused classroom. He considered just leaving
the occupants to their activities, but if there was one thing Severus relished
more than ruining a students midnight rendezvous, it was watching.
Severus had developed the voyeuristic habit when in Hogwarts himself, spent
many a night watching his dorm mates from under his covers. He even watched
Lily and that damnable Potter a few times on the Quidditch pitch. With his
looks and personality, Snape knew the closest he was ever going to get would be
watching, so he did with unbridled interest. He often wondered how it would
feel, being inside another person. Their sweat mingling, skin brushing. Would
he be soft and gentle or rough and frantic. Severus had often considered
visiting the whores in Knockturn Alley, but had never actually gone through. He
contented his fantasies by watching the fumblings of teenagers, living
vicariously.
The Potions professor approached the warded door, casting over the amature
spell with one of his own. He disillusioned himself and slipped into the room.
If he was a lesser man, Severus would say he was shocked by the contents of the
room. In the center of the room was a desk, the rest of the furniture pushed up
against the sides of the class. Tied to the desk was a naked student. His legs
were tied at the ankles, his arms at the wrists to the legs of the table
leaving no room for movement.
Now that he was inside the silencing wards Severus was able to hear a soft
sobbing coming from the child. From his position at the door Severus was unable
to see the boys face, but his rear was on display. And what a display it was.
The child’s anus was stretched wide open slowly pulsing in the open air. Fluid
leaked from the hole, dripping down the boys testicles and legs. Judging by the
color and viscosity, Severus judged it to be semen and far too much to be from
only one male.
Severus slowly circled the offering, wanting to see the prize laid out before
him. When he finally came face to face with the boy he could not withhold his
surprise. The Boy-Who-Lived, bane of his existence from the moment he had set
foot in this school. The boy’s head sprang up at the sound of Severus’ unseemly
gasp. Potter’s face was covered in tears and drying come, his mouth swollen
temptingly with the nights activities.
“Hello? Is someone there? Please, help! I- I- I’ve been--- I don’t know if they
are coming back. Please? Anyone?” The boy pleaded pathetically.
WIthout permission Severus’ hand reached out to trace the swollen lips. Potter
yelped and tried to jerk his head away, but the ropes did not leave him any
room to move.
“What- Who’s there? Don’t touch me! Just untie me!”
Severus ignored the words and continued to trace the flushed lips with his
thumb, dipping into the wet deapths of the boy lightly. He had two choices.
Severus could call for help, for clearly the boy had not been a willing
participant in what had happened that night. Or Severus could take the once in
a lifetime opportunity. He could finally find out first hand what he hand been
watching all these years. It wasn’t as if he would be taking the boys
virginity, that was already long gone judging by the state of his well worn
hole. He wouldn’t hurt him, after all, just use him a bit. What was one more,
really? Severus reasoned to himself. He deserved this, dealing with Potter’s
arrogance and stupidity. The boy owed him this.
Long thin fingers traveled over the boy’s skin, drinking in the contact. If
this was to be the only time he had this, Severus was going to make it good.
His thumbs gently traced Potter’s cheek bones, wiping away both drying and
fresh tears. He cupped the boys jaw, ran his fingers down his exposed throat as
the child whimpered.
“Please. Just let me go.”
Such soft skin, Severus noted. He brushed his hands through the unruly locks of
dark hair, grimacing at the hard crusty bits where come had dried in Potter’s
hair. His hands made their way back to the boy’s flushed mouth, deciding to try
something he had seen and heard about so often in his youth. Severus removed
his hands from the boy quickly, only long enough to remove and toss his outer
robe to the side and open the fly of his trousers and remove his painfully hard
prick.
With one hand in the dirty locks and another on his leaking prick, Severus
traced the pouty lips, staining them with his come. The soft flesh felt hot
against the head of his cock and he wanted inside that heat, but the boy
refused to open. Unwilling to risk injury, Severus rutted against the boys
face, his cock sliding against the soft cheeks until it was shiny with the
fresh tears but it wasn’t enough.
Severus moved away from Harry’s face, trailing his fingertips along the boy’s
spine until he found the one hole Harry couldn't deny him.
“Please. Not again. Don’t do this. I haven’t done anything.”
Severus snorted internally. Typical Potter, unwilling to admit to his wrong
doing. Severus had just been doing his duty, patrolling the corridor, when
Potter tempted him into doing this. The professor ran his fingers down Potter’s
spine, into the cleft of his ass, finally teasing along the abused rim of his
anus. The muscle was red and raw, but showed no signs of bleeding or tearing.
The students responsible must have taken care to stretch and lube the boy
properly before using him. Severus dipped his long fingers into the hole,
squelching loudly with the excess come from who ever had come before.
It was everything he had ever dreamed, better even. Despite what Potter’s ass
looked like, he was still tight and hot on the inside, gripping the sides of
Severus’ fingers as he thrust them in and out of his hole. Not wanting to wait
a second longer, Severus removed his fingers and lined his cock up to the
child’s asshole. He took a second to admire the view as Potter’s anus, pulsed
lightly around the head of his cock.
Severus pressed forward into the boy, not stopping until his balls smacked
against the small tight ass. Potter tensed and gasped at the intrusion, only
making it tighter around Severus. It was so right, Severus thought as he pulled
out a little only to push back in. He knew he wasn’t going to last long his
first time, so Severus relished every slide of his cock, every clench of the
tight muscles around him. Large hands grasped thin hips as he picked up the
pace, slamming into the child drawing more gasps. Severus stared down at his
cock as it thrust in and out of the boy, slick and coated with the come of his
students. He placed his thumb on the child's rim, feeling from the outside as
his cock worked it open even further than that of the teenagers before him.
Severus kept silent, the only noise in the room from the sobbing child and the
loud smack every time Severus' hips made contact with Potter's ass.
It took all of Severus’ hard won control to keep his shout of victory in at his
climax. Potter’s walls milked at his cock, drawing every drop of come out of
him. Severus collapsed to his knees behind the child, his softened prick
falling out with an almost audible pop. Now eye level with the abused hole
dripping with his come, he slid his hands up the lightly haired thighs, cupping
and spreading Potter’s cheeks and used his thumbs to spread his hole. Severus
lapped at Potter’s come drenched anus, dipping his tongue in and sucking to get
every drop of his come out of the child as he fondled the boy's soft prick.
"It's just a dream. It's just a bad dream. It's just a dream." The boy's quiet
mantra filled the space quiet. "I'm going to wake up in my cupboard. Safe.
Safe. It's just a dream."
Severus sighed, his breath brushing against the child's soft cheeks. How was he
supposed to give this up now that he knew what he was missing. Just watching
while fondling himself would never be enough again. Now Severus knew what it
was like to feel a hot body beneath his own, to be inside another person, his
hand would never be able to satisfy. Well, Severus thought, maybe he doesn’t
have to give it up altogether. A little Sleeping Drought during one of the
boy's many completely legitimately well deserved detentions and he could have
Potter anytime he wanted.
But if anyone knew Potter had been raped, they would be watching the boy
carefully. He couldn’t let that happen. No, he would have to ensure no one knew
what had happened here tonight. Not Potter, not even whoever tied him here for
Severus to find. He would make sure justice was served, he would punish those
boys himself, even if they didn’t know what they were being punished for. After
all why have only one whore when he had a whole school of them just ready to be
used.
 
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