Soul for Sale - Snarry & Remy/Dra RP (Part 3)

Harry: *staring out the window*

Sev: *notices and stands there watching him, his heart suddenly filled with an unexplained sense of awe*

Harry: *puts his hand up against the window and sighs*

Sev: *walks closer to him* Something bothering you, boy?

Harry: *flinches and lowers his hand* No, Master.

Sev: I won't do anything to you, for now. You have my word

Harry: ...Master? *confused*

Sev: You rather I back out on my word?

Harry: *shakes his head* I... I don't understand.

Sev: You will in time *turns and leaves the room*

Harry: Master?

Sev: *stops at his tracks* Yes, boy?

Harry: ..thank you.

Sev: *doesn't reply, continues to step out of the room*

Harry: Master?

Sev: *walks away, ignoring him, thinks to himself* He's just a child. He deserves better. He'd be better off as a normal slave

Harry: ..my name is Harry...

Sev: *walks to the servants' quarters* Attention everyone

Servants: *look up*

Sev: Starting tomorrow, my slave will no longer be a slave. He will be a regular servant just like you all. I will assign a room for him to stay. That will be all *turns and leaves*

Servant: *comes to Harry's room* C'mon, boy. You're outta here

Harry: ..what?

Servant: The Master decided you'd be better off as one of us. C'mon, to your new room

Harry: *nods and follows him, head down*

Sev: *was passing by when the servant leads Harry to his new room*

Harry: ...*lowers his head* I'm sorry, Master.

Sev: You've done nothing wrong. *reaches over to stroke Harry's chin and pats his head lightly before leaving*

Harry: I displeased you..

Servant: *nudges Harry to move faster* Don't dawdle. You don't want your new room to be taken now, do you?

Harry: ... *looks up* Please, Master... don't make me leave.

Sev: *too far away to hear him, but a pang of guilt couldn't help crawling in his heart*

Harry: ... *sighs*

Servant: *leads Harry into his room, which is located in the attic* From now on, you are to wake up at dawn and scrub the floors of this mansion along with the other cleaning servants, then you are to do the cutting and cleaning in the kitchen and will serve Master's meals at his personal dining quarters everyday, do his laundry and make his room. Understand?

Harry: *frowns and sighs* Yes sir...

*the next day...*

Sev: *still lying on his bed, half awake*

Harry: *knocks on the door*

Sev: Come in *rubs the sleep from his eyes*

Sev: *sits up on his bed, waiting for the person to enter*

Harry: *walks in*

Sev: *smiles* Good morning, Potter

Harry: *not looking at him* Good morning, Master. *starts cleaning*

Sev: *stays at his spot watching Harry go about cleaning the room, feeling blissful at the sight of it*

Harry: *turns to leave*

Sev: *out of impulse* Potter...

Harry: *stops* Yes, Master?

Sev: *gets off the bed and wraps his arms around Harry from behind, inhaling his hair scent*

Harry: *flinches and stands still*

Sev: *feels Harry tightening up* Relax, Potter. I made a promise I won't touch you THAT way. I intend to keep it. Just let me hold you, just for a moment...

Harry: Yes, Master.

Sev: *holds Harry that way for a while, taking in the feeling of the boy in his arms, then quickly pulled away when he felt his manhood come to life*

Harry: ..Master?

Sev: *leaves a chaste kiss on Harry's forehead* Get back to work, Potter. Be sure to bring my breakfast nice and warm *smiles just a little bit*

Harry: .....yes, Master. *disappointed*

Sev: *feels bad that he let him down yet again, but was too proud to admit it*

Harry: *leaves*

Servant: *at the kitchen* Where have you been, boy? What took you so long? Master expects his breakfast ages ago! Here! *passes him a tray of breakfast* Take this to his personal dining quarters, and make it snappy

Harry: *whimper* Yes, sir.

Sev: *in the dining quarter all dressed and reading the Daily Prophet*

Harry: *walks in and serves the breakfast*

Sev: *sees Harry at the corner of his eye but kept the news glued to his face, pretending to ignore him*

Harry: *kneels on the floor next to his chair*

Sev: *notices, decided to engage in small talk* Have you had your breakfast yet, Potter?

Harry: No, Master.

Sev: *takes one of his french toast and offers it to him* Here

Harry: ...sir?

Sev: Do you want to eat or not?

Harry: ... *hesitantly* Yes, Master.

Sev: Then take it and be grateful, Potter *puts it closer to Harry*

Harry: *eats it slowly, savoring each bite*

Sev: *eats his food quietly, occasionally stealing a look at Harry eating his food* *thinks to himself: How adorable

Harry: *finishes and kneels at his feet*

Sev: *takes another toast and gives it to him* Here, have another one

Harry: ..thank you. *eats this one as well the same way he ate the first*

Sev: *continues this fashion, taking one out of every food he has for breakfast to feed it to Harry*

Sev: You don't have to kneel there. It's not good for digestion. Just sit on the floor properly if your legs are tired *not looking directly at Harry when he's saying all this*

Harry: Yes, Master. *changes to sitting cross legged*

Sev: *keeps silent for a while before muttering* If you want... You can call me...by my name in private

Harry: ...*looks up confused* Sir?

Sev: *gets up quickly* I have to go to work now. You can finish the milk if you want. Be sure to take it to the kitchen to clean when you're done *leaves the room quickly*

Harry: *waits until he's sure Severus is gone before downing his milk and bringing things back to the kitchen*

Sev: *going about his work as normal as possible, but couldn't shake Harry off his mind*