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Hogwarts was quiet. You couldn’t even hear the peep of a frog. The war did a lot of damage to the castle. The south wing was destroyed and the bridge collapsed making it impossible to access the main entrance unless you aparated to enter. Also, the astronomy tower was still reeking of death. You could feel the ominous vibe all over the hallways, but more than the physical damage were the scars that were left on all the witches and wizards of the area. After Voldemort disappeared all were relieved. The peace was coming back to the area. Or was it?

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest the night before

Harry was walking slowly and he was sure of himself. He knew he had to die for all his loved ones to live. He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. After seeing the message in the golden snitch Harry knew what he had to do. I can do this, he said to himself. He keeps walking. He started to feel the pain on his scar. The air was getting cold and damp. He knew he was getting closer. He then saw all these witches and wizards in their black cloaks. He lifts his head to see the Dark Lord facing him. He could feel his excitement and it was making him sick. They were finally meeting.

"Harry Potter….. You thought you could outsmart the lord of darkness? Severus was right. You are nearly a child, so small, so weak, so … vulnerable."
Harry looked at him with disgust as he could see a beat-up Severus next to him but he decided to keep quiet.

"Aren’t you going to talk to me boy?" He said with a pitch of annoyance.

Harry lifts his head to glare at him.

"I don’t think a despicable wizard such as yourself should be referred to as the Dark Lord. I think that Tom would suit you better."

His grip around the elder wand got tighter. Anger was getting the best of him. Severus saw his reaction and he put his hand on Voldemort’s shoulder whispering something inaudible to him.

"You are right Severus, I must contain myself. This is a very special day… But these days we must share only between us. GET OUT OF HERE! All of you."

He shouted to all the Death Eaters around him. They, one by one, left the forest. Severus looked at his Master waiting for more instructions.

"I always admire you, Harry, you are a very strong wizard."

He started to walk closer to him but Harry took a step back.

"Please don’t be shy. I won’t hurt you. Unlike what everybody thinks, this is not my goal here. Severus made me see that your death would only make things worse. On the contrary, I want you by my side. If you accept to submit to me and be my servant, I won’t hurt your friends or anyone you ask me to protect."

Harry’s eyebrow lifted out of surprise. Tom laughed and awaited his answer. Harry looked at Severus in panic. Before the war started they grew closer. He knew Snape was only doing this because Albus asked him to before he died. Harry knew he didn’t want such a fate on himself but it was the only option that would keep his friends alive. He walked closer to the dark lord. He was so scared that on his way over he fell just in front of him.

Voldemort laughed but there was something else in that laugh he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Harry got up and stepped close to him.

"I have some questions if I may."

"Such a polite little boy. You may."

Harry was fidgeting with his finger looking at the damp ground. Stuttering

"NOW POTTER before I lose my patience."

"What will happen to me, and my friends?"

"Well Harry that’s a good question. Most of them will return to their normal life. But I have some plans that involve the Weasleys and your mud-blood little friend Granger. Also, Not that you care but Malfoy Junior will also be dealt with."

Harry saw how hurt Severus was at the mention of Draco.

"I have some conditions. if you will accept those I will follow you wherever you want me to."

Voldemort was almost salivating at the thought of Harry by his side.

"I’m listening."

"I want all the students and faculty workers of Hogwarts safe and free. That includes Draco Malfoy."

"I’m surprised you want Draco safe after what he’s done." He paused.

"You are asking for a lot here Harry. I will compromise with you. All the students will be released and safe from retaliation from Death Eaters. On some exceptions"
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He leaned forward to whisper their names to Harry so Severus wouldn't hear. Harry stepped back surprised.

"Will they be alive?"

"Yes, but they won’t be free. I will give them to specific prodigy amongst my followers that I deem deserve it."

Harry was debating. For what it felt like a very long time

"I am losing the little patience I have here, Harry. Are you taking the deal or do I have to kill you and all your … friends?" He shrugs at the word friends not knowing what it is to have any himself.

Harry was torn. But he knew that was the only way. He stepped forward. Kneeling in front of the Dark Lord. Tom leans down to him to take his head in his long bony fingers to lift his head.

"You are pleasing me, Harry Potter."

He kissed Harry’s mark. At the contact of his lips, Harry exploded in excruciating pain all over his body. He screamed. Voldemort was laughing. He stepped away to talk to Severus in a low voice. Severus shouted and lost his temper but Harry couldn’t make out why with the pain shooting in his body. Soon, every so slowly, he drifted away, and everything went black.

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Hermione was deep asleep in the middle of a nightmare. Ron and Neville were on her side, all fighting for their lives. Hurry up Harry! She thought to herself. After avoiding and casting horrible spells. She saw a fog appearing. All the Death Eaters slowly disappearing. She reached behind her to touch Ron and Neville but they were… out of reach! She turned around to find them in the hands of Death Eaters. 

"RON, NEVILLE NO! Leave my friends alone!"

She shouted before they apparated away from her. She was panicking. Composing herself, she looked around to see if there were any signs of life. She could see the shape of man in the distance. But the closer he got. The more she knew that it was no man. 

"Voldemort," she whispered

When he got at her level, she could see his nose less face. Anger was growing in her. 

"Where is Harry??" 

"Oh, my child, he’s not here to save you is he? The golden child is not here to rescue you this time my poor, poor girl."

Hermione held back her tears knowing she needed to keep her focus. She was a brilliant witch and she knew regular spells wouldn’t do anything to him. She lifted her wand fast and screamed:

"Sectumsempra!!"

The Dark Lord smiled and moved away dodging the spell. How could he avoid such a powerful spell. That seems impossible. She looked around to find a hiding place and that's when she realized that they were not alone. A man she knew very well emerged from the darkness.

Severus' countered her attack.

"Hermione, I see Potter taught you a thing or two. I advise you to put your wand down and come with me. It would be wise of you if you would not put up a fight. I would hate to hurt you."

Hermione could see he was not himself. His eyes were darker than usual, his tone was cold, colder than she could remember from those years in his classroom. She knew he was under a spell. She lifted her wand again but Voldemort appeared behind her to put the elder wand to her neck. 

"I would listen to him, dirty mudblood." He laughed.

"You cursed him with the Imperio spell, didn’t you?"

"Well, let’s say he was being difficult today after I told him his next task. But that won’t last. Now follow your new Master for me before I punish you for being so… insolent."

"My WHAT?"

Did he just said Master ?

He grabbed her by the neck, pulled her in front of him and lifted her off the ground.

"You are asking a lot of questions for someone that just lost a war!" He spat to her face. 

Her face turned white, she was struggling under the pressure and she couldn’t breathe. 

"You are going with Severus and he will explain all of it to you, you witless muggle born. If I were you, I would never speak to me like that again and I would understand my place. You are lucky the golden boy won’t let you die. If it was my choice, you would be 6 feet under by now."

He threw her to the ground and made a sign to Severus. He started walking in her direction. Hermione was struggling for air and weeping on the floor. He leaned down and took her arm. She looked at him frightened as they apparated to her new home.

Later that day

She woke up panting. It was dark and cold and she couldn’t see where she was. Thinking to herself that was the worst nightmare she ever had. It felt so vivid and real. She patted the spot next to her to find that Ron wasn’t there. She got out of bed thinking she was at the burrow but when she moved to open the light, she faced nothing. There was no light. She got up quickly and started to feel her way around in the dark. She reached around her to find any sort of furniture. She finally got to a wall. The room was much bigger than the room she was staying in with Ron. 

"Ron? Ron, are you there? Did you transfigure the room again? Your mom is going to yell at you, the last time you did that she removed your wand for 2 days." She laughed a little at the memory. 

She started to follow the wall to find the door. Once she reached it, she felt the metal of it and started to panic. That was not Ron’s door. She tried to open it and it wouldn’t open.

"Was the dream real…?" She whispers to herself.

"Unfortunately, it was Miss Granger."

The voice was coming from the other side of the room. She knew that voice. She has known it since her first day at Hogwarts.

"Professor Snape…"

"Lumos", he said softly so she could see. 

He was sitting on a loveseat in the corner of the room. She could see the room was filled with bookshelf's resembling a library. The bed was against the wall, undone. There was a closet and a second door and she didn’t know where it led. Everything was black, grey, and green. Very Slytherin of him. The paintings were rich and it was depicting a woman submitting to the Dark Lord. 

"Where are we, Professor?" She asked, shivering. She realized the only cloth she had was a long thin green dress she never saw in her life.

"What’s this dress, did you… see me naked?? Oh merlin, what is happening to me?" She pulled harder on the door wanting out, ashamed of the thought that Severus saw her in such intimate settings.

"Don’t worry I didn’t see anything." He blushed  very so lightly. "I let the house elf take care of you. You were covered in blood and mud. I didn't want to leave you like that." 

To those words she realized she had bandages on her arms. He took care of her wound. Why would he take care of her like this? She was confused how caring he was with her.

"I will answer all your questions but please sit and calm down. You are not in imminent danger; you can thank Potter for that."

She walked slowly to the edge of the bed facing the love seat and she sat on it. Remembering her dream about the Dark Lord. 

"My dream was real… that really happened, didn’t it?"

"You are a smart witch. I always admired that about you, even if you can come out as a Know it all" he gave her a half smile. "We are in Malfoy's Manor. The Dark Lord ordered that some of the students were made slaves to the Death Eaters and that includes you unfortunately."

"SLAVE? No, no way." She got up and started running and pacing again. 

"Potter made a deal with Voldemort. He would stop the killing, including all of you … In exchange, he gave himself to the Dark Lord and some others he deemed fit to satisfy his best Death Eaters. Harry tried to negotiate but there was not much room for that unfortunately. "

Hermione was crying. Like he said, she was a brilliant witch and she knew what that meant.

"Who am I going to?"

Severus looked down; she could feel how sad he was. She could feel his magic. Something she never experienced before. She read about it in a lot of books but never felt it like this before. It was...strong, but deeply pure? She felt as if he was being honest with her. That feeling was reassuring. She snapped out of it as she felt him retrieving his magic.

He paused and after a second, he looked up and went to say something but she cut him off

"Please don’t tell me Bellatrix!" She started sobbing at the thought. She remembers how she hurt her in the past. She touched her arm in panic.

"It’s me Granger… You belong to me." He looked at her with sorrow in his eyes. 

"No, that can’t be Professor, please tell me I’m dreaming,"

"I’m so sorry. Believe me I am not enjoying this in the slightest. Albus told me to stay with Voldemort in case something would happen. That our plan would fail and well it did. I should have never trust Dumbledore."

She looked at him. She could see how tormented he was. She felt bad for him for a second. She could not believe Dumbledore would let something like this happen. He was lying for sure!

"Miss Granger that’s not all." 

She stopped pacing. She looked at him, her face already wet from all the tears.

"I need to put this on you. He pulled a metal necklace out of his cloak. It was a rose gold circled collar with a hook on it. It was reeking with Dark Magic. 

"No, out of the question," she ran away from him. 

"Please Miss Granger we don’t have time for this, the Dark Lord is coming to get us soon."

The second he said that someone knocked on the door. 

"Shit, he said through his grinding teeth. Granger here NOW." He said sternly

She refused to cooperate. Which he totally understood but he was out of time. He needed her in that collar now or she and he would be punished. He got his wand out.

"Pleease, no!  don’t touch me! She begged him

"I have to, Incarcerous!" He casted a little too strong for his taste.

She saw the rope running up her body, she was stuck. In less than 5 seconds she was all tied up and she fell on the floor. Snape came over to her. 

"I’m sorry but we have to do this. Punishment would be far worse than wearing the collar."

He crawled in front of her. Lifted her hair softly to pass the metal around her neck. At the contact of his strong hand on her hair she started to shiver. He closed the necklace around her and looked at her. They stared at each other for a minute. It was a weird feeling of pain and excitement.

"SEVERUS if you don’t open the door right now I’m going to eat it myself fucker!" The voice said behind the door.

Severus revoked his binding spell to help Hermione to get on her feet. 

"I am begging you to do as I say for now and we will find a solution later." He looked at her and pressed a kiss on her hand that was restrained. She was hesitating but for lack of a better option she decided she would follow his lead for now.

"I guess for now… "

"Kneel next to me." She looked at him. She wasn’t sure, this was enraging her deeply but they had no time. She fell on her knees as Severus opened the door. Bellatrix was standing there out of breath, definitely angry.

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Ron woke up with a splitting headache. The last thing he remembered was being held by a Death Eater with the sight of Hermione in front of him.

"Shit…Hermione???" He yelled out, still a little fuzzy from sleeping. He tried to move but he hit his head hard and realized he was trapped in a very small metal cage.

"RON? Ron is that you?" Said a familiar voice.

He would recognize that voice anywhere.

"Fred! Are you alright? Where are we? Who else is there?"

"George is with me but he’s still out. I can’t see anyone from my side. What about you?"

Ron looked around. His eyes were not used to the darkness yet so he waited a little. He started to see a shape appear. A shape he knew too well.

"Ginny! Oh Merlin Ginny, are you awake??"

No response.

In his panic, Ron didn’t hear a door open slowly.

What he did hear though, was the sound of heels echoing in the damp and cold dungeon. It was getting closer and closer. Fred pulled George behind him trying to protect him and Ron turned around faking being asleep. A voice was singing a very disturbing song about hurting Muggles.

"Fred Weasley, why am I not surprised you are the only one awake by now?"

The voice got close and stopped in front of the cage. It was total silence for a while. Then a screeching sound of nails against the metal cage made Fred jump. He got close to try to see who was making that horrible sound, when she leaned down. He got face to face with his worst nightmare.

"Bellatrix," he whispered.

"Yes, my little Freddie." She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and smashed his face against the metal bars.

"oh, I’m going to have so much fun with you", she laughed maniacally.

Fred grasps against the pressure.

"Why Bellatrix, what are we doing here?"

"Ohhhh my sweet little Weasel. Your lot will find out soon enough now listen to me. I feel generous and nice today. I need you all prepared for tonight. We have a welcoming event and I need you to be ready. Fred, you are in charge of them. I want them cleaned, collared, and dressed. You will find all you need in the closet next to your cage. Now get out of here!"

She flew open his cage. Fred was hesitating to stay by his brother's side. She huffed. She kneels down to pick him up and pull him out of the cage. He was very surprised how strong she was physically. He still decided to give her a fight. Once on his feet facing her he tried to push her down and steal her wand. But at the contact of Fred, Bellatrix whispered a spell and he ended up paralyzed.

"How could you, you don’t have your wand!" Fred said.

"Stupid little brat!" She yelled. "How dare you fight ME. That will teach you." She got her wand out of her cloak: CRUSIO !!

He fell down in excruciating pain. Begging her to stop.

"Oh, really now you want my forgiveness?"

"Please Be…be…BELLATRIX." He stuttered.

'It’s Mistress Bella!"

He didn’t want to call her that but the pain was so deep.

"Miss ARGH" he started convulsing on the floor.

Ron couldn’t look anymore. He went to say something but Fred saw him move and by the look in his eye he knew he was begging for him not to move.

'Mistress Bellaaaa!"

She stopped the Crucio curse. His muscles hurt deeply and he could barely move but he got on his knee to kneel for her.

"Well, that’s a good boy." She pinched his chin up. "You listen to me Freddie. You and all your little family belong to me now. That’s my reward for being such a good servant to the Dark Lord. A servant giving slaves isn’t that ironic enough to you?" She laughed. "You better obey and submit. Am I clear or do you need another demonstration? Maybe on George this time?" She lifted her wand up above her head.

"NO stop! I will behave and do what you require, Mistress."

"Great! You have until tonight."

She left laughing hysterically like a crazy person. Before closing the door behind her she opened all the cages with wandless magic. Ron ran to Fred still on the floor.

"Fred, are you alright?"

"Yes, Ron but you heard her. We are so doomed I can’t even imagine what this witch has planned for us."

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Draco was yelling. As a matter of fact, he had been yelling for more than 2 hours now. He was stuck in his childhood bedroom. With the green wallpaper and the silver snake ramping magically, he had a full living room, bedroom, and bathroom to himself. He grew up in a very rich family and he was grateful for that but at this moment the sight of his luxurious lotions and perfume emanating green apple was making him sick.

"FATHER LET ME OUT!" He shouted smashing against the door over and over again.

As he was running out of energy after all this time yelling, he sat down with his back against the door panting. What was he going to do now? He knew he would have to face the Dark Lord after running away from battle. He couldn’t believe his father dragged him back in there. He felt defeated.

Seconds after he started to relax the door opened widely behind him making him fall on his back. Lucius was standing there angry. Draco knew he was deceiving him but he couldn’t help it. That wasn’t who he was and he knew it deep inside of him.

"Father please let me exp…"

Draco didn’t have time to finish his sentence as Lucius had already gripped his hands on his neck to pull him off the floor and threw him on his bed

"Brachiabindo !" He screamed at the top of his lungs. Draco pulled back on the bed but the rope from the spell stretched him out between the 2-bed post

"Father stop this nonsense." He said irritated.

"You are a disgraced Draco. You are not worthy to be called a Malfoy. How could you run away like that; like a petty little coward." He slapped Draco across the face. His Father using his hands instead of spells was the worst insult you could give to a Pureblood. It basically implies that you are not better than a muggle.

Draco wined and looked down. He knew he wouldn’t win against his father. He never did. He was bigger than him and his magic was way stronger.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!" He spat.

He lifted his head to look at him. He got scared. He saw him mad before but this was beyond anything he ever experienced.

"The Dark Lord is up my ass right now asking me where you were. I tried to protect you but he saw you fight against Death Eaters. What were you thinking!" He slapped him again.

"You will pay for this my son… More than you can think."

Draco was facing the bed. All this time his dad was in front of him on the bed but he suddenly moved away. Unable to see him anymore, panic started to grow in him.

Lucius got behind his son and ripped his shirt and pants off leaving him half naked. The only thing left was his silky boxers. To see his 18 year old coward of a son disgust him deeply. But the sight of his body felt funny to him. He pushed away that thought. He moved back in front of Draco to get something out of his cloak.

Draco saw him reach in his cloak and he knew better than to protest or resist. He turned his head around slowly to see a leather whip and a collar. It was new, it was sharp. He was surprised to see his Father use such a muggle instrument.

"A collar?? What am I a dog? Stop this nonsense, Lucius."

"Don’t you DARE call me by my name, you are such a thorn in my side. This is not any collar stupid boy, it’s a powerful Dark Artifact. You see you will be bound to the person that owns you wearing that. You won’t be able to resist or fight, you will do anything you are asked to do. Now for sure you won’t run away anymore."

He leaned down to stretch the fabric of the collar around his son's neck. Draco was fighting him. Pulling against the magical ropes. Screaming. He finally got it around and locked the necklace. Draco looks at him, his eyes wide open.

"I don’t feel any difference. You got fooled by the Dark Lord once again." Draco laughed.

Lucius cancels the spell leaving Draco free handed.

"Oh really? Is that what you think?"

Draco took a robe on the side of the bed and started to walk out confidently. Lucius was laughing so hard. It made his stomach feel uneasy. Before he could reach the door Lucius looked at him with a smile.

"Draco. I’m ordering you to stop."

He stopped. He wanted to keep going but he couldn’t.

"Interesting. You want to test this further?"

Lucius sat on the sofa by the fire and removed his cloak to move freely.

"Come in front of me, and I don’t want to hear a word from you unless I ask you a direct question. "

Draco started walking in his direction. Panicking, he couldn't answer him. He could feel the heat emanating from the collar. He touched around his neck trying to remove it but the collar was stuck to his skin.

"Sit on my knee."

Draco sat on his father’s knee. Lucius started to pet him like a dog. He felt trapped. He wanted to scream at how much he was losing his control but… deep inside he liked it! Oh no I must be going crazy, he thought.

"Now let me test that little toy of mine. Draco… Kiss your Daddy."

Draco never did kiss his father. Not on the cheek, not even his hand. He leaned in to kiss his cheek. His own face was filled with rage and he was blushing.

Lucius didn’t think it through. At the touch of his son’s lips, he blushed and got all hot. He looked at Draco, and kissed his cheek back. That moment felt like a trance. Lucius was warned that when the necklace was first put on it would be an intense experience but he didn’t think they met intensely in that way. Drawing by the magic of the artifact he looked at his son like it was the first time. He wanted to kiss him so bad. He knew it was wrong but he couldn’t control it. He should have listened to the Dark Lord and have someone supervise him when it happened. Why did he have to be so stubborn? He pulled Draco’s face closer. Their lips were so close they could feel each other's breath.

"I should really stop… Why am I doing this?" he whispers.

Draco couldn’t move, drawn by the same attraction and he could feel what Lucius was feeling like he was under his skin.

"I want you too" he whispered back, craving the intimacy.

Neither of them knew but the necklace was producing a strong bond of attraction between the owner and its property. Of course, Voldemort wasn’t going to say that to them.

Lucius lost it and he pressed himself on Draco. Kissing him deeply. Putting one hand in his hair and the other on the inside of his thigh. Lucius was surprised to feel him deepen the kiss. He could feel himself growing in his pants under him.

Draco was afraid but for some crazy reason he wanted him so bad. It feels like fire is going downtown between his legs. He needed him closer.

Lucius opened the robe on him to put his hand on his chest. Feeling the warmth of his body. He could feel how fast his heart was going. He looked down to see Draco’s boxers were tighter than earlier. He wants me too?

"Draco, he said, panting, I want to touch you so bad right now, my son. I want to make you feel good… Tell me. Has anyone ever made you feel good that way?" He lowered his hand from his chest and slid it on top of his silky pair of boxers to feel his hard erection growing. At the contact Draco let out a soft moan.

"No one ever touched me that way, ever, Father."

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Bellatrix walked out of the dungeon happy with her little demonstration. She needed to go see Severus to ask him for some of his potions for later tonight. Walking up the stairs she heard a noise. Her curious nature pushed her to investigate it further. She kept going up 2 stairs because the noise was getting louder. It sounded like someone was screaming.

"I like torture!" she told herself laughing.

So, she went closer. She saw an open door. She remembered from past times that it was Draco’s room. She was never allowed to go near it. Lucius didn’t trust her with Draco because of her impulsive nature. The closer she was going the more she realized the scream was interjected with …. loud moaning. She chuckles.

By that time Lucius had his hand in Draco’s silks stroking him hard to the point of his pre-cum making him feel the enjoyment so much more. Draco was a moaning mess. He knew he was close and he shouldn’t be doing that but he couldn’t stop himself. He grabbed Lucius' strong arm to pull himself closer.

"You are so strong." He moaned.

Lucius was in a haze. I’m pretty sure he didn’t even realize who was in front of him. He pulled Draco’s silky boxer down to have full access to him. He was so hard and so wet. He wanted more.

He pushed Draco up and pulled him by the collar to lay him on the bed. The heat inside him was out of control. He felt fire in his blood. He removed his pants and boxers to mount on top of Draco. He kissed him deeply, their groins pressing against each other. Lucius' breathing was getting very irregular.

"I want you so bad right now" He gently stroked his silver hair before he pulled it to the side to kiss him on the neck. He was nibbling and biting at it harshly.

Draco was close. He could feel it. He pushed into Lucius’s embrace.

"Please I can’t hold it anymore, " he begged.

Lucius took his hand and put it around his own very erected cock showing him how to pleasure him.

"I know you never did this but I can teach you. I want you to pleasure me, son."

Draco started stroking his father softly. Lucius put his hand on Draco’s shaft and started the same motions.

"Follow my pace" he said before taking him into a deep kiss.

They were both moaning and panting. Lucius started to go faster and Draco followed his rhythm.

"I can’t Father, I'm going to cum!"

To those words, Draco exploded on Lucius’s cock making it so wet that he couldn’t control it and he came shortly after him. They were both out of breath.

Still, in a haze, they started to kiss again. Lucius still very hard spread Draco’s leg putting the tip of his cock against his ass. Draco, surprised, couldn't fight but teared up. He was about to lose his virginity to his father. That can’t be right.

The sound of clapping hands interrupted the moment and pulled both of them out of the haze.

Lucius turned around to see Bellatrix in the opening of the door.

"Well, that was very interesting but I figured I would stop you two before you do something you may regret later. I am not that twisted… Or am I?" She laughs with an evil smile.

Lucius got up in a hurry covering his son with a blanket. He looked at Bellatrix confused and panic

"Salazar, what just happened? Draco go get cleaned up in the bathroom. I need to talk with Aunt Bella."

Draco ran into the bathroom in a hurry. He looked at himself in the mirror. How did this happen? He didn’t have control over his own body. He tried to pull the collar off but it dug deeper in his skin. I can’t live that way. I’m so confused right now. He never even dared hug me. How did we end up in the same bed? He looked down to see himself covered in semen.

"I need to wash up, come on stupid feet MOVE"

But he was stuck. Standing there, he heard the door open behind him. Lucius came in with a pile of clothes that he put aside for him. He walked to the clawfoot bathtub and opened the water. The noise of the water hitting the bottom of the tub was soothing. He took Draco by the arm and guided him in. He couldn’t let Narcissa see him in that state. He washed him and used healing spells for the bruises he had all over his body. They all went away except the one on his neck from the intense kissing earlier. He didn’t have time for this, deciding to put a glamour on for now.

"Listen Draco, I don’t know what happened out there but I’m ordering you to not speak of it with your mother. We will never address this again. Did I make myself clear?" He said in a stern tone. The poor lad couldn’t speak. Stuck in his thoughts he nodded a soft yes.

"Great," he got up. I need to get you ready.

He got Draco out of the tub and dried him. He looked at the pile of cloth. It was the slave uniform Voldemort gave to him. He didn’t specifically like it but he knew after what Draco did at the war, he couldn’t do anything about it. He picked it up and put it over his head.

It was a tall long one-piece dress without any underwear. It had a bold opening to display the masculine, yet feminine, cleavage of his surprisingly thin and fit body. The side of the dress was also open to give easy access to his body. The fabric was soft and silky, almost slippery. It was a deep and dark green, the Dark Lord's favorite color. That’s bad news Lucius thought.

"Are you a comfortable son?"

"I am Father thank you."

Draco kneeled in front of him waiting for his command. Lucius didn’t know what to think. It was so sudden he didn’t think it would be that easy. Perhaps too easy.

"We are expected now. Come."

They both left the room, in silence to go see Draco’s worst fear.

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The Dark Lord was sitting in the living room in Malfoy's manor. He made the place to his liking, a big fireplace lighting the room up just enough to be able to work but also giving the room an ambient atmosphere. The wallpaper was a dark green. The ceiling was enchanted with thundering clouds. It soothes him and reminds him of his time in Hogwarts. When everything was not so complicated. See, he likes having so much power and control, but deep inside he missed the simpler times. He was sitting on a throne made out of some of his victims’ bones and some exquisite handmade black silks. Nagini was by his side, he was reading a parchment about updates from the war. He was getting done with that when he heard Bellatrix’s crazy laugh approaching. He smiled softly. He grew fond of this woman. She was like the child he never got and that was always a little ... special.

"My Lord!" She politely said as she entered.

"Bella, my sweet. It’s just us for now please join me." He patted the seat next to his throne. She rushed there and sat anxiously happy.

"You look happy. Please report to me. Everyone got their little pets in order?"

She smirked and put her legs up against the seat of his throne. If anyone else would have done that they would be dead but it was Bella so he just smiled and started to pet her feet like a puppy.

"Well, My Lord, the Weasleys that are in my care have been dealt with. Most of them were still asleep but I put my message across to the elder of the group. He will have them ready for me for later for some welcoming" she smirked.

"Well done, I expected nothing less from you. And the others? Start with Lucius, will you? I’m eager and concerned about him the most." He asked, pressing a kiss on Bella’s feet. She shivered from such a treatment from him.

"Well funny enough, he decided to put the collar on Draco not too long ago. I stopped by on my way here. Not really on purpose, I heard someone scream. I thought he was already beating him up and I didn’t want to miss that! So I walked closer to the bedroom and I heard some moaning!"

"Seems like dark magic proved itself once again." He smiled devilishly.

"YES Master! That's not all, if I would have come in 5 minutes later Lucius would have been deep up Draco’s ass. Literally HAHAHA," she was laughing uncontrollably. As she comes back to herself she added: "I think we should have someone keep an eye on those two for a while. At least until the first side effect of the spell wears out."

"I think you may be right. After all, Draco just turned 18. I also have more plans for him. I want him, intact. Do you understand me?"

Lord Voldemort was a very calculated person. He had plans for all of them. The future of the pureblood and his tyranny depended on it.

"Yes Master, and finally, Severus and Hermione. I had to explode the door open. They would not let me in. But I think I know why... Severus broke her down already. When I entered the room, she was kneeling at his feet. I know you doubt him sometimes but he is way stronger and loyal than you think."

As she finished her last words, the door opened softly. Letting in Lucius followed by his son. They both knelt in front of the Dark Lord waiting for his command.

"Lucius and Draco, I see you made your son very presentable."

Voldemort looked him in the eyes. He felt anger from the betrayal but he was curious and impressed by the invention that Draco was wearing around his neck.

"Come closer to me, my child."

Draco walked and stood in front of him. Voldemort observed him. His eyes were dark and hazy, he was still but relaxed. He lifted the dress to the side to see his naked butt.

"Well, I can see the toy I gave you… is working."

"Yes, my Lord, he is very obedient now."

"Yes, yes, I can see."

Being a very powerful wizard, he could feel the glamor Lucius put on Draco. He got his wand out and whispered a spell that made Draco’s glamor disappear. You could see all the marks on his neck and the remnant of the Sectumsempra spell Harry cast on him years before. Overtook by emotion, he got up and caressed lightly the mark Potter did. He smiled and shivered as he was excited by it. No one could see that, he mastered the art of keeping his composure way too well.

"Well, well Lucius. What are those on his neck? Lie to me once and you will face my wrath. I am not in the mood to play around."

Lucius' face was covered in fear. He looked at his son in pain.

"I honestly don’t know how it happened. But I’m the one that did that, my Lord." He said ashamed.

"Well, I do know what happened. The magic in this collar needed to be very powerful to work. Especially with your son being so...strong-willed. A brat like they say these days. Let’s just say it has some side effects." He laughed softly

"You knew!" Lucius said angrily.

"There, there, Malfoy, do you want to anger me after all that happened? I would choose my words wisely if I were you."

Lucius swallowed back. He couldn’t say anything and he looked at Draco. He was so… hot in that dress. What? No, what is wrong with me? He felt like he had a fever. His lips got dry, his heart beating faster. Voldemort followed his gaze. He smirked, waving at Bellatrix. She knew what she had to do. She touched her arm on her death mark to summon one of his followers.

"I see, you two got a little too heated. Even here you can barely control yourself. "He could sense he wasn't paying attention to him so the Dark Lord snapped. "Lucius, listen to me!"

He pulled the man’s chin up in a pinch hurting him slightly.

"I don’t think you would like Narcissa to learn what you did earlier do you?" He looked at Bellatrix and smiled.

"You are not to fuck your son. LUCIUS, are you listening?"

Lucius turned around to look at the Dark Lord.

"Yes, my Lord, I would never."

"I don’t think you understand the power of this specific necklace. You will be given a chaperone. I have a special project for Draco. I don't need you to ruin him before I do." He smiled.

A mist appeared beside him.

"Just in time! Lucius, I present to you, your new chaperone. Barty, you are to stay with them constantly. They are permitted to torture, and light foreplay but nothing else did you hear me?"

Barty Crouch Jr was standing there hissing between his teeth.

"I have to stay with these twats all day long. You know I already have an important task with you know who…"

"Surely you can manage both. Plus, Potter is still in a deep coma; you won’t need to be around him too much. Off you go!"

At the name of Potter being mentioned, Draco lifted his head to look around. That familiar yet unsettling name was a comfort compared to that shitty situation he was stuck in now. He wanted to say something so bad he fought the spell and was able to blurt out something.

"Is Potter here?"

Lucius took his cane and hit him on the ribs. He fell on the floor from the pain it created.

"Never talk to the Dark Lord directly or without him referring to you directly. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Master" he was able to cough out

Bella and Voldemort were laughing at such displays. They both left the room letting them stare at each other awkwardly.

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Ron and Fred were sitting in the middle of the room anxious. Before leaving, Bellatrix opened not only the cages but the lights too. They could see that what felt like a dungeon before was a very large room. All the cages were placed facing the wall in the middle of the room. In the middle of the area of the cages was a big, old sofa. In front of each cage, there was a pillow with their name embroidered on it. You could see it was made with a lot of attention and care which was weird for the context they find themself in. In the back of the room were 2 doors and they were both going into a bathroom. A small kitchen sat at the entrance. Everything they needed to survive. Which was unsettling because that meant they were going to be there for a while.

"Fred, I know you don’t want to hear this, but I think we should prepare…Plus it’s made of fabric. How bad can it be?" Ron said softly, trying to reassure his brother.

Fred was looking at the collars in his hand. They all were of different colors, but each had their names on it. His was black with his name embroidered in gold. He looked up at Ron.

"Do you think, I should just put it on them while they are sleeping? I mean it would make things easier…"

"For us maybe. But imagine waking up in a cage with a collar on. I don’t know, let's put ours on first and see what happens."

Ron took his collar from his brother's lap. His was a dark burnt orange with black bleeding bloody lines. If it didn’t mean what it did, Ron would have liked it.

"Ron maybe I should do it first, I’m older I can…"

"Alright here I go! He cut him mid-sentence putting the collar on.

He knew his brother had a lot of pressure on him already, that was the least he could do. He opened the latch of the fabric and got the fabric around his neck. Once the fabric touched his skin the latch closed itself around him. He gasped. Looking at Fred scared. Fred took his hand.

"Are you alright?? Feeling any different? Is it hurting you? Omg Ron ANSWER me?" He said in panic.

"it’s… so… soft!" He smiled and laughed. "It’s very comfortable. It adjusts to you by itself. I don't feel anything yet... We will see. Do you want me to put yours on?"

Fred nodded yes. Ron understood his reluctance. He picked his collar from his hand brushing his fingers to reassure him. He lifted the fabric in front of him and pulled it around his neck. He let go as the enchanted collar adjusted itself around Fred. He touched the fabric and pulled it to try to open it, but it was stuck there. He looked at Ron with a faint smile.

"I appreciate that. And you are right, you can barely feel it! I think we should put it on them."

Fred gave Ginny’s necklace to Ron, and he picked up George's. They both quietly went into their siblings' cages to repeat the same process. Ginny’s necklace was a shade of lilac-purple with white bleeding, her name was a deeper purple and as for George’s his was a charcoal gray with a silver bleeding, and his name was in silver as well. They both came back to the center.

"Ron, I wonder why I don’t have bleeding in mine. You all have it."

Ron came closer to Fred to look at the fabric.

"Fred, I think your bleeding is a very dark red. You can’t see it from a distance but if you look very closely… it even looks like it’s moving"

He swallowed hard. And pulled back. All this magic was very new and unsettling. They then proceed to get dressed in the clothing that was provided to them. Fred came out of the bathroom first. Ron screamed and ran out.

"I am NOT wearing this Fred! I look like a … well. You know." 

He blushed. The cut was the same as Draco’s but in a different fabric. They all were in the same color, a beautiful white.

"I agree with him, why the hell would you wear that?" George said, getting out of the cage sleepily. He didn’t look panicked or scared, just annoyed because they were talking so loudly. They both ran to him.

"George, are you alright mate?" Fred said hugging him.

"Yeah why wouldn’t I be?"

As his brain was finally catching up to reality he started to look around.

"Where the actual,.. merlin ! Where are we? And why are you both dressed like that? And the collar; come on mate you both look like you got out of those weird muggle meetings what do they call them again…ahh yeah a sex cult!"

Fred chuckled and put his hand on his shoulder.

"George, you have one too."

He urgently put his hand around his neck. He looked angrier than anything else. Fred tried to catch him up with what they knew. They had an emotional moment, George agreed to put the outfit on and soon enough they were all sitting on that big, old sofa looking at each other in confusion.

"What are we going to say to Ginny?" Fred said.

They were all thinking about the same thing. All this craziness was fine for them but not for their little sister. They were very protective of her.

"I'm worried that she’s still sleeping, how strong were these spells?" Said, Ron.

He got up and went into Ginny's cage. She wasn’t there. He started to panic and shouted to the other two that she was gone! They all started to look around in a hurry. Ron went to the first bathroom and then the second bathroom. It was locked.

"Ginny, he said softly, Are you in there? Did you…hear everything?"

"Leave me Alone RON!" She screamed.

Ginny was in front of the mirror looking at the horrible thing she had on her neck. She heard everything they said about Bellatrix, and she didn’t want anything to do with it. She tried pulling, ripping, and cutting the fabric of the collar but the more she was trying the more it was strangling her. Her skin was raw and was slightly cut. She wanted it out now. She opened the door and came face to face with Ronald.

"I want it off, Ronald!"

"I huh… I wish we could but… " he looked at her neck. "Ginny! What did you do???"

He took her in his arms to hug her tight. She was sobbing. He patted her head to reassure her that everything was going to be alright.

George and Fred, who were closer to the main door, could hear footsteps approaching.

"Ron, Ginny! You got to put that dress on NOW or we will all be in trouble."

"I am not putting that on, even less undressing in front of you all!" She shouted angrily.

They didn’t have time. Ron saw what Bellatrix was able to do. He faced Ginny and mumbled an apology before he took the dress. Ginny’s face turned dark red. She hid herself with her arm the best she could. Ron pulled the dress fast on top of her. He got a glimpse of her light pink laced bra that was transparent and her panties that had roses and it was seen through. He blushed and looked at the floor.

"Alright Weasleys … brace yourself." Fred said.

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In the past hours, Severus and Hermione met so many different Death Eaters it was so confusing and exhausting. They had to perform different tasks here and there. She took Snape's advice and she obeyed him to a T. She never saw that side of him. Sure she knew he was strict and stern but it was more than that. He was ruthless. She was scared of him but at the same time, she was very impressed by how good he was at it.

Hermione was now in the gigantic library that arbored the Malfoy’s Manor. She was tasked to reorganize and clean the room. It was abandoned in the past year because of the war but the dark lord shared with Severus that he wanted the place back and running. Hermione was delighted by that. She would have some time alone to think and be around books which, let’s be real, was her favorite thing.

Unlike what she thought, the library was not only filled with advanced books and enchantments. It was also filled with dark magic objects and encyclopedias. It made her feel uneasy. Plus, there was a guard at the door to make sure she wouldn’t steal or use any of the books. She was making piles in the middle of the room as she was cleaning when she found what seemed to be paperwork. She took a look and recognized her teacher's writing. She put it on the side so it looked like she was taking care of something else but she started the read rapidly. She gasped. Tears ran to her eye but she couldn’t let the guard see. She folded the paper in small pieces and she hid it in her very thick hair that was in a ponytail right now. She looked at the guard from the corner of her eye and he didn’t see anything. She was relieved and continued her task for a while.

About 2 hours later, Severus entered the room and relieving the guard of his duty. This was the first time they were alone since they talked this morning and she was anxious.

"Professor Snape, how was your walk? She asked softly.

"It was constructive thank you, Miss Granger." He said.

He looked at her in the dress they all had to wear. However, Hers was different from the design the dark lord gave to the others. He still didn’t know why. It was a long dress that had a corsage around her waist putting her bottom to shine. There was a transparent part around the hips that was very alluring. The top part had an opening on her cleavage that was revealing without showing too much. The dress was a floral light pink that made her natural red cheeks pop and made her look innocent and fragile.

He glimpsed as she was bending down to pick up a book she had put there. She was so beautiful in that dress. She used to be such a smart and witty student. He suddenly got very warm.

"Professor? Everything alright?"

"Yes, yes. Are you ready? It’s getting late and we should retire to our room before it's too late"

"Our room? She said surprised. I was expecting to sleep with the other slaves, or outside."

"Oh no... I requested that you would be with me. The other death eaters are not to be trusted Miss Granger. You should know that by now" he said sternly.

"And that came with a price, didn’t it..." She said, tears in her eyes. 

"Not here, let’s go to our room now, Miss Granger."

He looked at her. His stone heart couldn’t see her sad like that. He wasn’t close to the Potter gang but he didn’t wish harm or any of this on them. She wasn’t moving. Too emotional. The clock chimed announcing the start of the curfew. He knew what would happen.

"I don’t have time for this right now, follow me" He grinned.

He took her by the arm and forced her forward. He walked with her by his side to bring her back to their room. She was screaming and fighting him but he kept going. They were almost at the door when he got a chill towards his body. He was there.

"Severus, I was told you had control of your pet. Was my source wrong?"

His voice was hissy, like a snake. It was cold and deep. That could only mean one thing. He was ready to bounce

"My Lord" he said.

Hermione was too scared and emotional and the tears wouldn’t stop. She was angry. Everything she bottled up all day had to get out. She was able to free herself from Severus and slapped him in the face. He didn’t move. She could see he was not angry at her but she knew her action would have consequences. Especially doing it in front of Voldemort.

Severus knew he couldn’t just stay there doing nothing; their cover would be jeopardized.

"This may be confusing for you still since I was your teacher but I am not anymore do you understand?" He was stern and cold. "How there you lay your hand on me you dirty mudblood."

At the word mudblood Hermione stepped back. Voldemort was smiling and enjoying the scene unraveling in front of him. Severus grabbed her by the collar and forcefully slapped her across the face once, then twice.

"I will give you back twice as hard everything you give me, you lil shit." And he slapped her again.

He hit her so hard that she fell backward but he pulled her back up with her collar.

"Did I make myself clear ??" He shouted to her face

"Yes..." she said sheepishly

"YES WHO?" he said, grabbing her by the neck forcefully.

"Yes Master" She said struggling to breath.

"Now my Lord, if you will excuse us, we have some matters to discuss and behavior to break."

"Oh of course Severus. In your capable hands she will listen in no time I am sure." He walked away with contempt.

Severus pulled Hermione by the collar inside the room and closed the door behind them. He casted a Muffliato spell.

"Granger, are you STUPID?" He was furious and he had every right to be. She did something really stupid.

"Do you know what this man is capable of? You are lucky you got out with a couple of slaps; it could have been way worse!"

"You mean like making me pregnant in the next year"

Severus' jaw dropped. She pulled the paper from her hair and threw it at him. She was furious too.

"This contract states that I MUST be pregnant by the end of the year. It was signed by YOU Snape! How could you? "She wasn’t crying anymore, she was looking at him wanting an answer.

"Miss Granger I … I tried my best to protect you but there was a price for that. Believe me, the alternative was way worse."

"What is worse than being pregnant by a random death eater? Oh god no. Snape, I'm a virgin. I don’t want my first time to be with one of them. Please don’t let that happen."

At the mention of her virginity, Severus blushed. He was very uncomfortable with all this.

"What was worse then that was being tortured and forced on all the death eaters. Hermione the things they would have done to you. Believe me, this is better."

He walked to her opened his arm and pulled her around him to hug her tight. It surprised her. She wanted out but it was comforting and she needed that right now.

After a while standing there he pulled out of their embrace. He took the tissue he had in his cloak and dried her tears out.

"Thank you …" she said defeated.

He guided her to the sofa, spelled a nice fire in the fireplace for her to be warm, and disappeared in the bathroom.

He took a minute alone to breathe. He looked at his hands and they were hurting from the treatment he offered to her. How could he treat one of his brightest students like this? He decided to shake these thoughts off by taking care of her when he could. He opened the water on the big foot claw black tub and went into the closet near it. It has a small potion setting there. He took the time to mix different plans and oils and got a sphere out of the cauldron. He put the sphere next to the tub with a new nightgown and towel. He lit out candles all over the room that smelled like lavender et eucalyptus. She sparkles Epsom salt and magic salt at the bottom of the tub and goes out to get Hermione.

He walked into the room and Hermione crawled up in front of the fire. She turned her head nervously when he got into the room. He knelt at her level and presented his hand in front of her.

"I know this is very confusing. And I don’t expect you to like or understand me. I feel horrible for it for what it’s worth. Take my hand I have something for you."

She hesitated. She wasn’t sure who to trust anymore. She took his hand and he guided her to the bathroom.

She smelled the lavender firsthand. She loves flowers and this one reminded her of a simpler time. She saw the attention he put into making her feel better. The candles, the soft oils in the bath, and…

"Professor, is that … a bath bomb?" She smiled. "But isn’t that a muggle thing?"

"It is. I found a recipe one day and I figured it would be comforting for you and remind you of your parents. This one also creates shiny lavender lights in it. My little addition." he was somewhat proud of this. 

She smiled but the mention of her parents made her sad.

"I haven’t told many people this but.. I had to obliviate them at the beginning of the war. I didn’t want them in danger. So even if I get out of this place one day... I won’t have anywhere to go."

"But that’s irreversible..." he sigh. "We will get out, and when we do I will make sure you are safe.. forever."

To those words, she shivered. He was so close to her now. They were facing each other and he was still holding her hand from guiding her in. She felt very grateful for what he was doing for her. She knew deep down he didn’t want to hit her. She looked up at him. She didn’t know if it was from the news she just learned, all the stress or just she was losing it but she lifted herself on her toe, she put her free hand around his face, and kissed him on the lips.

Snape was too absorbed by what she was saying earlier to even see her come closer. He woke up from his day dream with her lips on him. He blushed. He pulled away from her.

"Miss Granger... Please, what is the matter with you?" He said sternly.

"I will not lose my virginity to some stranger, Severus."

This was the first time she used his name and it felt natural for both of them. His serious look turned into a smile then a nervous laugh.

"What ?? Why are you laughing like this?"

She was determined. She got closer to him, pulled his hair to the side, and started to gently kiss him on the neck.

"I want you, Severus."

He stopped laughing. He tried to compose himself. He took Hermione by the shoulder and pulled her away from him.

"I see. Miss Granger, let's make a compromise right? You take your tub, eat something, and drink the tea I will prepare for you. And if you still want this after we can discuss it. Will that be good for you?"

"That works for me. I won’t change my mind."

Severus got to the closet with the cauldron and poured some tea into a cup that he put with some chocolate next to her bath bomb.

"Enjoy yourself I will be in the other room." Then he closed the door behind him.

He was panicking internally. He sat in front of the fireplace looking down between his legs.

"I’m disgusting, she used to be my student."

He was so ashamed of his growing erection right now. But he couldn’t control it. He grew to like the witch so fast, it barely took a day, this was ridiculous. He decided to pick a book up and read about muggle bath accessories to forget about it all.

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"Weasel Weasel, Aunt Bella is coming!"

She shouted making her way to the dungeon. She got her key out and put it in the opening anxiously. She flew open the door and saw the 4 of them standing there.

"Well, well Freddie, I see that you convinced them to put their outfit on. Well done. Make a line in front of me. I want to inspect you myself."

Fred got in front of her first, hiding the others. She looked at him putting her tall skinny fingers around his collar.

"I see you put my favorite toy." She leaned over and whispered in his ear. This one is special. It’s crafted with my blood. You will see it will make us so close. She slapped him on the ass to push him aside. The next one was George. She looked at him. She lifted the fabric to look at his member. She chuckles

"I see you are better equipped than your twin here. I will keep that in mind."

Fred looked at George and rolled his eyes. She pushed him aside with Fred and looked at Ron.

"There, There.  You will be interesting for sure. Unlike your two brothers who already have a reputation in the wizarding world for their "exploration." She turned and winked at them. "You must be so. Inexperienced am I right?"

Ron blushed from head to toe.

"I will take that as a yes." She leaned and kissed him on the cheek.

She pushes him to the side to face Ginny. She looked at her for a long time. Turned around her.

"I see I wasn’t specific enough Fred. I want all of you with ONLY the dress. She still has her bras and panties. That’s irritating me a lot."

She turned to face the 3 boys.

"Ronald, please come here."

He got closer to Bellatrix, trembling.

"I want you to remove it for her."

Ginny’s eyes popped out of her head. She looked at Ron in a panic. Bellatrix got a chair and sat on it tapping from the foot meaning she was waiting.

"Miss Lestrange, with all due respect, I can do it way faster myself" Ginny said started to undo her bras.

"NO don’t you dare. I want Ronald to do it. He needs some practice with women." She winks at him. Go ahead.

Ron hesitated. Looked at Fred.

"I can’t Miss Bella, that's my sister!" He was red as a merlot wine.

Bellatrix sighed. She pointed her wand to Ron.

"Ronny you can do it yourself or I can torture you over… and over... again."

To those words, Ginny took Ron’s hand and put it on the elastic of her bra.

"Ron do it, it’s fine. It’s just fabric. We took our bath together when we were children. That’s nothing different."

Ron was grateful for her words; it was reassuring. He started by undoing the back of the bra. He did that once with Hermione you had to push and then pull. He got it out pretty easily. He then put his hands on Ginny’s waist and pushed down grabbing the fabric on his way down. She lifted one foot and then the other to relieve herself from it. Ron walked to Bellatrix trying not to look at Ginny and gave her the underwear.

"Great it wasn’t that hard was it? Now kiss her deeply to say thank you for being so nice to you."

"WHAT no no no. Fred intervened. No, they are not doing that Bellatrix. I will do anything. They just turned 18 and they are in a new scary place. Have mercy."

She Laughed like a mad woman.

"You are very protective of your siblings. I admire that. It also took a lot of courage for you to do so knowing I could curse you right here. After all, I am not scared of using it." She pointed her wand at him." I feel generous though. I will forget about Ron and Ginny for tonight but you got to entertain me. You will do as I say."

"I will." Fred said

"Great! She looked at him with fire in her eyes. "I want you to… Kiss George."

George and Fred look at each other.

"I’m not gay… and neither is he." George said.

"Well then you won’t mind doing that, won’t you? I’m waiting."

"Godrik, let’s just get that done with." George took Fred’s head and pulled toward him into a kiss.

"Keep going, I will tell you when it’s enough" she said, smiling while enjoying the view.

George's kiss for Fred deepened. To his surprise, his brother’s kiss was warm and familiar. Their tongues exploring each other's cavities started to melt into one another. They got closer to each other and Fred felt his heartbeat go faster.

"Beautiful. Now Fred I want you to grab George’s erection and beat him until completion, and don’t be smart with me… "she laughed maniacally

They broke their embrace and looked at Bellatrix mortified. George was blushing ashamed. She was right he could feel the start of an erection growing under the dress. He was going mad, he thought. They then look at each other. Fred swallowed.

"Can those 2 leave?" Fred asks, pointing at Ron and Ginny.

"Oh no it wouldn’t be fun, would it?" She laughed.

Ron and Ginny were holding hands uncomfortably. Fred sighed.

"I’m sorry George."

"You can’t seriously consider this Fred, I'll take the hit!"

But he hadn't even finished his sentence when he felt Fred’s hand on his tallywacker. He gasped. Surprised by the warmth and the strength of his twin brother. He started pumping him softly to ease things up, playing with the head. Fast enough George was leaking. He was trying so hard to focus and look away but the truth is that the more he was looking at Fred the harder he was getting. And his sibling felt that. He pulled his chin up.

"Look at me George, I know this is hard for you but forget they are here it’s just you and me." He whispered to him.

Ron and Ginny were looking away, they knew it was hard enough for them to do this if they were watching on top of that it would make it impossible. Bellatrix was watching with a lot of attention enjoying the spectacle in front of her.

George listened to his brother and just went with it. He let out a moan. Bellatrix giggled.

"I can see someone is starting to love this. Go faster, Fred."

Fred groaned and started to pump faster. He could see that he was close. It was so hard and trobbing. He was breathing fast, moaning louder.

"Argh Fred," he moaned, grabbing his brother's free arm tight.

"I know, just let it go, George."

He was a panting mess. He felt so ashamed of what he was doing right now but he couldn’t help it, it felt so good. Without a warning, he came hard on his abdomen. He hid himself on Fred’s neck recuperating from the orgasm.

Bellatrix licked her lips satisfied. She got close to George, bent over him to smear her fingers in his cum then proceeded to lick it. They all looked at her disgusted. She closed her eyes, enjoying herself.

"Mmm you taste amazing. I can’t wait to taste all of you. I must go now but that was very entertaining. A house elf will get you dinner and give you a reward. She walked to the door.

"Ah and Ginny that includes your little virgin ass." She left laughing.

Ginny had a hiccup at the mention she was still a virgin. How would she know? George was livid. He got up fast and shut himself in one of the bathrooms. Fred looked at Ron and Ginny.

"Fred, are you alright mate? What she made you do was horrible."

"I think I should check on George …"

He left the room.

"Ginny, I would have never done that. I hope you know this, I mean you're not even 18. What is wrong with her ??"

"Ron I am…"

"What ?? Nonsense we are 2 years apart."

"Before I got here I remember Bellatrix took me elsewhere. I was panicking earlier because I thought I was finally free but Ron, I've been in a time room for 2 years !" she cried. "I thought they would never let me go."

She fell into an embrace in her brother's arms. She was relieved to see all these familiar faces but at the same time, all she saw today was very disturbing.

"Why would she do that to you, put you in a room for 2 years that’s madness! What’s her goal here?"

"Seriously Ron? You don’t know what her goal is? Are you Dense ??"

"Well I’m not thank you, for asking." He answered offended

"She wanted me to be your age, Ron! They are twisted but they respect children… and since I was one she couldn’t use me. So she put me in there."

"Salazar! What did she do with you ??"

"Nothing! It was a cozy cottage with a garden and a lake. She hesitated. I was with a teacher and an elf who took care of me this whole time. I even finished my studies. I saw her 2 years ago and she left me there. One night the well … teacher gave me tea and I woke up here."

"Well that’s good. Fred George and I will keep you safe here too." He hugged her tight.

In the bathroom 

When Fred entered the bathroom, George was already in the shower. Hidden by the curtains, steam was coming out and made the room look like a sauna. He knew his twin was ashamed and probably freaking out right now. He wanted to help and support him.

He removed his dress and entered the shower behind him. George was all crawled up in the corner of the shower crying.

Fred fell on the floor of the shower reaching out to his brother to comfort him. George pushed him away. He never refused him a hug before and it was hurtful but Fred knew he needed to more instant. He forcefully got himself behind his and he wrapped his arms around and held it while he was crying. After what seemed like an eternity George’s big sob calmed down. Tears were still falling but the sobbing subsided.

"George, I know you are ashamed of what happened, but there is nothing to worry about. It’s not like I never saw you jerk off… you know we shared the same bedroom for years and you aren’t the quietest person when you pleasure yourself…"

Fred was trying to reassure him with some humor. It was what they always did.

"There is a difference between hearing me and touching me, Fred!"

"Yes… well… "He turned his brother around to face him. He looked at him, his eyes piercing his.

"We need to be strong for Ginny and Ron, as long as she has an interest in us she’s leaving them alone. We need to give her a good show.

He cupped his cheek with one hand and held his hand with the other and smiled at him softly.

"Plus you are a much better kisser than I thought!" He laughed.

George smiled and chuckled at the comment.

"You are right. Better us than them."

He looked at Fred, who was smiling in front of him. He was so beautiful. His need to protect the family was so… attractive. He leaned over and put his lips on his. Fred was surprised but after what just happened it was a reassuring gesture and what the hell. He leaned into the kiss, opening his mouth for him to make space for his tongue. It was a wet passionate kiss full of shame. But it was enough to stimulate Fred. George looked down and saw his brother's cock getting hard.

"I’m sorry" he said shyly," It was an emotional day. I don't know what I’m doing."

He moved to get up but George stopped him. He pinned back down. He pressed his lips on him again. Heated he leaned down to lick his neck. His free hand reached between Fred’s legs. He was fully hard by now. George caressed his length, playing with the tip softly.

"George," he gasped, "what are you doing?"

"It’s only fair…"

He started to pump him, and Fred let a soft moan out. He kissed him harder.

"Shh be quiet, we don’t want the others to hear. It’s disturbing for them as it is."

He started to stroke his leaking member faster. Fred’s pleasure was rising within him fast. His brother was kissing him in the neck, he could feel his hot breath against his skin. If the room was steaming hot before now it was pure hell.

"I know you are close to Fred, let it go for me" he said in a whisper.

The comfort it brought him simple made him explode. Fred came all over the shower tile the water brushing it away fast like it never happened.

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Hermione took over an hour in the tub. Snape’s bath bomb ended up being quite the show and made her problems melt away, at least for that time. She was so confused. He was so nice to her. Even as a teacher, he was cold and stern. Could she have been wronged this whole time? Does he care about the Golden Trio? She couldn’t believe she kissed him in the neck like this. She blushed at the thought of it. She liked it, that's the worst of it. She didn’t know if it was because she didn’t want to lose her virginity to a stranger or because he was being so nice but she decided to still go with it.

She got out of the bath, dried herself, and took care of her beat-up skin with different lotions and salves that were in the bathroom cabinet. She took the dress that he left on the table and looked at it. It was revealing and she felt like she saw it before. She put it over her head and looked at herself in the mirror. It was the same shape as the others but hers was a different shade of magenta and pink in a silky fabric. It was floating around her in a magical way. The fabric was hitting her curve perfectly and showing off her voluptuous cleavage. She sighs, she wishes her friends were with her.

By the time she got out of the bathroom, Severus was deeply asleep in the chair facing the fireplace. She walked all the way there and kneeled in front of him waiting for him to wake up. He looked tortured even when he was asleep. She felt bad for him and waited patiently.

Snape could feel he wasn’t alone anymore and woke up in a hurry. After years of working for a dark wizard, he had a 6th sense for it. He looked around to see nothing. He readjusted in the chair and to his surprise saw Hermione at his feet, kneeling patiently. She was wearing the dress he gave her and she looked amazing in it. He never realized under those baggy school uniforms how sexy she looked. He banished this thought quickly from his mind.

"Miss Granger, how was the tub? Why are you kneeling in front of me? It's just us you don’t need to follow that protocol. You know I only make you do that in front of the others. I respect you too much to go on and enforce it when we are alone."

"It really helped thank you for the treats. I feel much more relaxed now. I wasn’t sure how to act around you...and I didn’t want to wake you up so I waited…"

He pulled her up gently and led her to the loveseat next to them. Her dress was showing a lot of her skin and it was very enticing to him. He almost peeked but he didn’t. Instead, He took a blanket that was on the side of the sofa and opened it to put it around her.

"Thank you, Professor, I am confused, you are so caring with me. I thought you were … well, you know one of them." She blushed shyly.

"I Promised Dumbledore that I would protect the lot of you. But our plan failed." His eyes filled with sadness. "I definitely tried Miss Granger but he’s too powerful. I took you because you are smart and witty. We can come up with a plan to end all this, but for now, we just have to go through the days without being Avada’d."

He knew this was a lie. He had a plan already but he couldn't have her know about this until the very last minute

She blushed at the compliment. He caressed her redness to brush the shyness away as she looked at the floor.

"I appreciate it, Professor, I took the time to think."

"I’m glad you did." He said, assuming she had come into her senses.

"And I still want to proceed with what I said. You said it yourself I’m a smart witch. I refuse to have someone tell me who I have to lose my virginity to."

His hope that things would stay the same dropped to his stomach. He got a high grip on his own robe and sighed. She looked at him and panicked.

"Am I…not pretty enough?" She shyly said.

"Oh no Herma… I mean Miss Granger." He said in a hurry. He could barely speak now. You are a gorgeous woman, there is no doubt about that. You have to understand I’m way older than you are and I was your Professor. It feels wrong.

"You can call me Hermione." She smiled softly. "Please Mr. Snape, I am really scared and everything is out of my control."

"It really seems like you won’t change your mind does it…"

"I won’t."

She got closer to him. Putting her hand on his thigh nervously. He blushed.

"Do you have any experience…sexually Miss Granger?"

At the word sexually she blushed bluntly. She kissed and held hands with Ron but that was it. She was ashamed.

"Professor, that’s private!"

"What you are asking me to do with you is also private...and intimate. I need to know. I don’t want to hurt you." He said sternly but with care.

She sighed.

"I did some light petting with Ron but it was hard to do something more since Harry was always around."

He was shocked. He didn’t know how to take the news.

"May I negotiate this?" He spoke.

"Maybe? Tell me more"

"Well, I think that it would be barbaric of me and very disrespectful to just do that with you. We could…get to know each other's preferences before? Go step by step. Let’s say a week. And I promise during that week no one will approach you. I will find a reason."

"That seems reasonable. Thank you, Professor."

"When we are alone, please call me Severus. I am not your professor anymore."

"You are right, you are my Master now."

He shrugged at the mention of the word and she laughed.

"Maybe I will call you Master Snape. How about that!" She was giggling and happy.

He saw her happy for a second and that was the best feeling he got in the past months. He felt compelled to be close to her.

He pulled her close, took her in a strong embrace and kissed her gently for the first time. It was warm and soft. She tasted like a mix of vanilla and cinnamon.

She wasn’t expecting that but she melted in his kiss. She kissed him back deeply and eagerly. What is happening to me? She felt hot and flustered. She put her hand in his long hair to caress it.

They were discovering each other for a while. Snape pulled her on top of him and put his hands on her waist. Because the dress was very flowy and had so little fabric, he could touch her skin directly. At the contact of his big strong hand Hermione shivered and let a soft moan out between their passionate kisses. He wanted to be respectful but her soft moan got to him way more than he thought. He was getting hard and she was sitting directly on it. He softly started to kiss her neck and made his way to her chest. She moaned to his touch. She was very sensitive. It was driving him crazy he wanted her so bad right now. Her moaning made his length twitch.

She felt it. Her eyes widened and he looked overcome with shame.

"I’m sorry Hermione but you are sitting right on it…"he sighed, and "That outfit is very arousing for me. I think that's why the dark lord gave it to you to wear"

She knew how hard that must have been for him. So, she decided to take the lead. She started to move back and forth on him. To her surprise it was also doing something to her. She could feel how wet she was down there.

He let a soft moan out. He put his hand to his mouth. Surprised by his own reaction.

See he haven't had someone or the time to do anything to himself in a long time. Between the war and Hogwarts. He was also very sensitive.

He put his hand on her hips to guide her movement and push her down on him harder.

"shh Severus," she moaned.

She started to kiss him passionately again riding and following his movement. She felt warmer down there. Their breathing accelerated.

"Hermione we should stop, I’m… I can’t"

She knew what that meant so she pushed down on him and moved faster. She wanted him to have some release. But by doing so she pushed herself to the edge.

"Stop, Hermione, stop, I'm going to cum!" he warned her/

But she didn’t listen, she kept going on him, kissing him on the neck, biting him.

She felt a warm sensation grow between her legs, and knowing she was exciting him so much she felt her final release and then an explosion. She moaned and screamed his name.

He lost it, to see her orgasm was the most beautiful thing he ever seen. Like a randy teenager, he spent himself in his robe.

They were both panting in each other's embrace. He looked up at her. The crimson of her cheeks was exhilarating. She was gorgeous in his arms. He embraced her tighter. A mix of regret and confusion finally took over him. He felt oddly overprotective of her. He also felt very connected to her. He could smell her pheromones, and they were strong like it was made for him.

Hermione said in a soft voice, "I can feel you tensing and you shouldn’t be ashamed. You are making everything better."

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In the meantime in a dark and cold room at the east side of the manor

Harry Potter was dreaming of better days. After their encounter, Voldemort put Harry in a deep coma. He was kept alive with different spells and charms but he was weak. 

Tom walked in the room. His steps were so light you could barely hear it. Like he was floating. Coming closer to Harry that was in the middle of the empty room, laying on a cloud like bed. There were so many spells and wards in the room that you could feel it vibrate. Voldemort put his hand on Harry’s forehead caressing the mark he did all these years ago. 

"My dearest Harry, I can’t wait to meet you again. If I’m being honest I miss you. When I was still a child at Hogwarts I was very lonely. He sighs. So I studied a lot. I made friends with teachers but it was nothing like you with Hermione and Ron. One day I was sneaking around in the restricted section and I found an old artefact. It showed me the future. But the future was unclear. The artifact felt I was torn between my choices and it showed me the end game for both. In one vision it showed me the power I would have if I would use dark magic and go to war. It was exhilarating, I could feel the respect of others for the first time in my life. All my childhood I was a deception and I wanted to have that feeling of respect even if it was out of fear. I would live forever perpetuating pureblood and eradicating muggle born wizards."

He paused, getting emotional at the memory he remembered so vividly.

"The other vision was very different, I wasn’t powerful at all. I was a potion professor at Hogwarts like this poor Severus. I was very lonely until I had a very special student. He would show me kindness and support where others showed me pain and misery. Later in life, this student became my assistant and we grew closer together and he ended up being the love of my life. We married and got a small cottage house at the edge of a lake. We even had children and grandchildren. "

He smiled at the thought of it. 

"I was facing a very hard choice. Power or love I couldn’t have both. So it says. But I was cunning and I believed I could achieve both. That night when I entered your parents house I had an eerie feeling. When I saw your mother protect you I cursed her like any other not thinking anything about it. When I got to you I saw your eyes and I realized you were the man from my vision. The love of my life. That made me sick to my stomach. It took all my courage to be able to place the curse on you. I guess I was so distracted and emotional and it backfired on me. In a way I was glad because that met you were still alive. But I lost all my power. With the little I had left in me I watched out for you. Everyday I was in the shadow following you. When you got your letters from Hogwarts I knew it was time. My followers found a way for me to come back but that involved hurting you again. I knew because of my actions you would never love me back. I played destiny like a puppet and got burned so many times."

He started to pet Harry’s hair softly.

"My love for you is like nothing I imagined. I left the war for you but I fear it’s too late. "

Tears grew in his eye

"My followers would not have understood my sudden pull back. I had to give them something. So I did. I gave them toys to play with and distract them. A reward for all their service. I don’t know how long that would work Harry. I have to come up with a plan for what comes next. I need you, I need your advice. You were on the right side all this time... I know you could help me make the right decision. Soon. I will wake you up. But not yet. I need more time."

He put a gentle kiss on his forehead and cried there for a long time wishing for better days. 

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A couple of days had passed since Bellatrix made Fred and George play with each other. She was busy running around for the Dark Lord. Before she left for her little adventure, she asked the house elf to feed her prisoners and she had asked Snape to stop by once in a while to check on them.

Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron had been in that basement for a while. Even though it was a very comfortable space with everything they needed, they started to miss the sun and fresh air. The house elf would aparate twice a week to fill the fridge. The rest, they had to do themselves, the muggle way. Ginny took over the role of lady of the house. She would keep a tight ship and a clean space.

Even since she talked to Ron that night about her 2 years in a time chamber, they decided it was better to tell the oldest too. They figured something sick was coming. She was just happy she was with her family and she had someone to talk to.

George was with Ron and they were cleaning the sheets for the week. Ginny was cooking a delicious stew. The basement was either always too cold or too hot. Right now it was cold so she decided a stew would warm everybody up. Fred was helping by cutting vegetables carefully with a knife. Since they didn’t have magic, they had to do everything the muggle way. Let’s just say it was a learning curve.

Fred’s knife slipped and it almost cut his finger.

"Salazar, I don’t know how you do it, Ginny!" He groaned.

She laughed heartily. It was the first time he had seen her laugh so hard since they moved there. It’s been too long. He admired her strength right now. She was the positive orb of the lot. Always cheering them up while they tried to learn new skills in their new home.

"I missed your laugh, Ginny," he smiled.

She smiled at him back.

"It’s easier to laugh with a bunch of twads."

She looked at Ron and George with the wet sheet on top of them trying to find out how to fold a fitted sheet for the first time. She chuckled at the scene and Fred burst up laughing.

"Oof what are you two laughing at?" George shouted.

"I bet you can’t do better Ginny! Who would invent such a contraption? It's impossible to fold! Where is the corner on this thing!!"

For the first time in a while, they had a sense of normalcy.

The stew was almost done by now, Fred put the table together and Ginny served them in the big black bowl they had.

They all held hands as they sat around the table.

"I just want to say I’m grateful we are all in this together…"

"Amen!" Said Ron laughing.

"May as well embrace the muggle way, dad would be jealous" Fred laughed.

They ate the meal Ginny prepared with love.

"You mastered that recipe, Ginny! It was amazing," Ron said, grateful.

"Mom would be proud. Fred said with nostalgia."

A noise interrupted their peace. There were clapping shoes approaching. Fred guided them all close to the door. In a previous visit, Bellatrix asked Fred to have them lined up kneeling and looking at the floor every time she or a Death Eater comes in to greet them, as a form of respect. After a pretty hefty Crucios session, he figured that was the least of their worries.

The door opened; they couldn’t see because none of them were looking up but they saw boots they didn’t recognize.

"I see that Bella instructed you the Dark Lord's ways, I reassure you these won’t be needed in my presence. When we are alone, which we are now, all of you must stop this nonsense, he said irritated.

Ron knew that voice, he jumped to his feet and looked at the man angrily.

"Professor Snape… "he said, his eyes full of spite.

"Mr. Weasley… I think some explanations are in order."

"You think!"

Ginny pulled Ron against her to try to calm him down.

"Ron, let the man talk, he used to be our teacher. I'm sure he Has some explanation for us."

"Smart of you Ginevra. He started his sentence."

He paused to put his thoughts together. Doing so, made him more aware of his surroundings. Something was wrong. He cast a detection spell to ensure everything was safe and the Weasleys weren’t trying to do something funny to get to him. The results were clear, there was a powerful artifact on the corner leering at him. Going closer he saw what it was. The magical equivalent of a camera. Of course, she wouldn’t leave them unsupervised for that long. He couldn’t jeopardize his cover. So, he did something he knew would break the family’s spirit but would gain Bellatrix’s respect. He got closer to Ginny and grabbed her by her collar to pull her away from the brothers. The brothers shouted and protested, but soon they realized that they should stop their antics and allow Snape to handle Ginny his way. But Ginny, even if Fred gave her a whole lecture on being compliant, was fighting him. Having no magic, she was kicking him and trying to pull his finger away from her neck. She wasn’t successful, Snape was way taller and stronger than her.

"You see, you called me Professor… that was your first mistake. I am not your teacher anymore. I’m a Death Eater, Voldemort's trusted servant. So, remove whatever image or hope you have about me …I am not your protector. I’m probably the worst of them."

He looked at them with a maniacal and evil face. He pinned Ginny to the ground, harshly casting a shield around them. He forced her on her knees and made her look up at him by pulling her hair. She screamed in terror. She could never forget that cold stern look. He looked her in the eye. She felt his gaze entering her like it was the easiest thing in the world.

Snape used Legilimency to enter her mind. She tried to empty her mind but she wasn’t the best at it. She pictured the walls like Hermione taught her. Her mind was organized like a garden with rows of growth. Every memory was in a different plant and her present state was in the middle. There was a chair which she was sitting in. She could see Snape walking among her memories coming her way. He was closer and got to her level very fast.

"You are not looking at my memories… Why?" She said,

"I don’t need to. I don’t want to. It’s your secret garden." He said softly.

Surprised, she got up and looked at him. His eyes were kind, something she never saw in the man.

"Your occlusion is terrible Ginny we have to work on that. I barely had to push to get in."

"I didn’t get to practice…"

"You will have to now. He said sternly but in a caring manner. There is an artifact in the room. It’s watching us. I can’t act kindly. But you were right, I’m not going to hurt you. At least the least possible harm."

"I knew it…"

"I need the other Death Eater and Voldemort to trust me to protect you… All of you."

"I understand… Like you did with me for 2 years."

Snape was shocked. See, he was the one who took care of Ginny for 2 years while she was in the time chamber. He used a disillusionment charm on himself but apparently, it didn’t work.

"How did you figure it out?"

"I can see Auras."

This was a rare and ancient form of magic that was thought to have died.

"Never tell anyone. It will put you in danger." he said sternly

"I know… not even my brothers know that. And I can’t control it either. Sometimes I see it, sometimes I don’t."

"That's fascinating. I will ask Hermione to do some research on it."

On the mention of her friend her eyes light up.

"Ginny I’m running out of time, when I get out of your mind, I will cast a curse on you."

She took a step back, showing fear.

"I put a shield around us but also on you. I am powerful enough to hold it, you won’t feel anything but I need you to fake it. I need you to look in pain. Do you hear me, Ginny?"

She nodded in approval and he pulled out of her head. He stepped away from her.

"Crucio!" he cast on her.

She flinched and lifted her hand to protect herself. He was truthful to her. It didn’t hurt at all! And she knew what to do. She started screaming, the most heart-wrenching scream she ever did. After a few seconds her body started to convulse. She never received the curse but she saw others under it and she tried to mimic it to perfection. It looked so real that even Snape doubted himself.

Ron ran towards her as he screamed at Snape to stop. He tried to reach her but the shield threw him against the wall where he lost consciousness.

"STOP! Please I’m begging you, Snape!" Fred was crying.

After what seemed like forever, he stopped the curse and Ginny fainted on the floor. Snape leaned down to check her pulse. She was very alive; she was faking it! Brilliant performance he thought to himself.

"She’s too young, you're killing her!" He looked to see her unresponsive. "SNAPE YOU KILLED HER!" George was shouting.

"She is very much alive, Weasley, and I would advise you to keep your tone down if you don’t want me to start again. Her pulse is weak. I don't think she can take another round of that."

They both backed out. Tears in their eyes they could not believe their former Professor was this… sadistic.

He magically made Ginny fly next to him and they proceeded to exit the room.

"Where are you taking her?" Fred said

"Maybe I will have some fun with her in my chambers. She does look, appetizing to say the least." He looked at her with desire and lust.

He then exited and locked the door behind him.

The two brothers rushed to the door screaming at him. They just lost their sister to a horrible man… they thought.

Snape walked away from the dungeon. He needed to hurry, so he used a lot of magic to cast 3 powerful spells and he was about to pass out. Almost running to his chamber, he blew open the door.

Hermione was tending to the fireplace the muggle way when she saw the door open with Snape and Ginny. As soon as he closed the door behind him, Snape collapsed on the floor. Both Ginny and him were lying on the floor.

"Snape, Ginny!" She squeals in panic

To the voice of her friend, Ginny opened her eyes wide. Hermione jumped surprised.

"He needs a flow of magic." Ginny said.

"what… what?"

Ginny explained what just had happened really fast. Hermione's eyes grow tears. But there was no time for that. She went into the bathroom where Snape kept his emergency potion kit and she grabbed 3 vials from it.

Coming back to the living room, she opened his mouth and poured them down his throat.

"What are they?" Ginny said

"A pepper-up potion, a strength potion, and a calming draught. It should help him stabilize. Could you help me put him on the couch next to the fire?"

The two girls moved him to the couch. Hermione put a blanket on top of him and Ginny moved some pillows under him. He was breathing steadily; he was out of the woods.

"I wonder why it affected him so much. He is usually stronger…"

"He protected me, He used a lot of magic." She was thinking about all of the recent event. "Gods but now my brothers want to kill him!"

"Why?" Hermione asked

"Before leaving Snape said he was taking me to his chambers for some fun. You should have seen Fred…"

Hermione blushed broadly. She remembered what had happened in his bed before.

"No way…" Ginny said.

"No nothing happened. I mean…not what you think. We didn’t sleep together."

"But you want to." Ginny was smiling.

"Maybe? You know who has plans for me… and I guess I wish I could choose who my first time is with."

"Didn’t you and Ron…."

"No, we didn’t…oh god I can’t do that to Ron."

"I mean with the circumstances I kind of get it. Plus, you two weren’t officially together."

"that’s true."

Hermione and Ginny talked for an hour. She showed her around and told her to make herself at home. Snape would not wake up for a while. When they made their way in the bathroom Ginny was the one to speak up.

"Would it be weird to take a bath together?" Ginny said blushing.

Hermione looked at her, her face full of questions.

"I mean ... we can wear our robes! I’m not hitting on you," she smiled softly but she also blushed mildly. "Since they put me in that time chamber, I get very anxious when I’m alone. Ron even stays in the room with me when I take my shower. He doesn’t look! I’m just very scared of being alone anymore," she said shyly.

Hermione understood that feeling way too well. She was used to being with Harry or Ron every minute of the day and she didn’t feel good alone.

"Of course!" She pulled her friend against her into a hug.

She left her embrace to go get essential oil while Ginny was taking care of drawing a bath to the right temperature.

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Severus woke up on the sofa where the 2 left him. Surrounded by the warm fire near him, it took him a second to realize where he was and how he got there.

"Ginevra," he whispered.

He jumped on his feet quickly to fall right away. He got up too fast and he was still too weak. He got up again, slower this time, to look for Ginny and Hermione. They were out of sight. Panic took him when he heard giggles and laughter coming from the bathroom door. He got there and blew the door open to see the 2 girls in the tub, laughing. 

When he opened it they stopped, looking at him with concern. He blushed and turned around right away. He didn't know if they were decent. What in the hell were they doing? 

"Mr. Snape, are you alright??" Hermione asked, concerned.

He was breathing heavily holding himself with the door frame. He felt terrible, the room started spinning around him and sure enough, he collapsed on the floor, again. 

"Professor! They both said in a panic. "

They both got out of the tub, a train of water behind them. They were still dressed in their ‘’uniform’’. Hermione took his pulse; it was on the low side but it was fine. He was, however, cold. Very cold. 

"He’s freezing…" she said. "I would cast a warming spell on him but I don’t have a wand and I’m pretty sure the collar dampers our magic!"

Ginny didn’t think twice she went to the tub. It was big enough for 4 people in there. So even with Severus being tall, they would fit. She added really warm water to it. Hermione understood what her friend was doing right away and she proceeded to remove his cloak. She hesitated. Should she remove more? 

"Ginny, should I remove his robes?"

Ginny was busy putting ingredients in the tub. She remembered what her teacher and Neville taught her about herbs and their benefits. She spent too much time with Neville, she thought to herself. She knew that Ginger and cinnamon would help. She was surprised to see he had those in his emergence kit. But she was looking for something specific… 

"Hermione I’m looking for Arka. It’s a flower, it's purple but the root is a greyish green…" 

Hermione could feel the tension and urgency. She got up and disappeared for a minute and came back with the flower petal in a vial. Ginny added it to the bath with other roots. 

"To answer your question, it would be better if he’s directly in contact with the water. "

Hermione blushed broadly but she proceeded to unbutton his robe. When Ginny was done with her concoction she went and helped Hermione with the robe. Under there, he had a shirt and leggings. Ginny giggled at the discovery.

"I wonder why he wears leggings." Ginny said

"It is odd, it’s a very muggle wear indeed." Hermione commented. 

They paused and hesitated. Ginny led the movement of removing the leggings leaving him in boxers. Silky, soft black boxers. Hermione removes the shirt leaving his skin bare. They looked at each other blushing. You could see the war took a toll on him but he was still way more fit than they would have expected. Together they pulled him up and took him to the tub. 

"Alright at 3 we lift him in it. You hold his head and I'll hold his feet."  Said Ginny

Hermione nodded in agreement. 

"1, 2, 3! Lift!"

They used all their strength to pull him up and then into the tub. As they put him in, he sank to the bottom. Being inconscient he couldn’t hold himself straight.

"Shit!" Hermione swore.

She jumped in and put herself behind him. Her arms around him she held him in place. 

Ginny blushed broadly but stepped in with them. While Hermione was holding him, she was taking a hand towel and was softly caressing his face with it with the warm water and the mixture of a more potent Arka. 

"What does Arka do? I know it’s used in memory potion but I want to see how it would help him in this case." Hermione asked

"It’s also used to relieve Crusio's pain."

They sat in silence for a while. Ginny kept the bath warm for him and Hermione was caressing him softly to help calm him down when he would wake up in a panic but then suddenly fall back asleep. What felt like hours went by when Ginny talked again.

"I think that his protection spell for me made him weak. He’s probably exhausted." 

"You are right but I feel his pulse faster he should be awake by now. "

"I am," he mumbled. 

"Professor!" They shouted.

"Too loud argh." 

His eyes slowly open to see the scene in front of him. He could smell the potent Arka. Smart. he thought but he didn’t remember using it recently. He was… in a tub? With 2 of his students. Panic took over him. Hermione felt his body tense against hers.

"Professor Ginny was brilliant. She made the bath and put all the ingredients herself. Bloody Brilliant I tell you. However, we had to undress you for the concoction to be effective."

He looked at himself dumbstruck. He moved to get out, but Hermione saw him and grabbed his arm. 

"Please you need this. You were magically drained and this water is the only reason you are not in agony right now. We can get out now that you are awake. Although one of us needs to stay to replenish, reheat the bath once in a while. Also, we should keep an eye on you. We can’t use a charm to tell us if something is wrong since we don’t have magic"

He growled. Hermione felt amazing against him and he didn’t want to lose contact. Plus, she was right, they can’t use magic and he’s not in a good state. 

"You are right Miss Granger… he sighed. Please, both of you stay until I stabilize," he said defeated. 

They both smiled softly and continued to tend to him. 

"Miss Weasley, I assume you told Miss Granger what happened downstairs?"

"I did, Professor."

He flinched when she called him Professor.

"When it’s just us…Please call me Snape. Both of you. I am not your professor anymore," he said irritated.

"Yes Mr. Snape." they said together

The use of his title stung him, but it was better than the use of the professor they kept calling him. 

"I hope you know Miss Weasley. I would never do the things I insinuated back in the dungeon. I know I told you this before but I want to make it clear."

Ginny interrupted him mid-sentence. 

"I know Profess… Mr. Snape. We all have a complicated past. I understood fast that if we want to survive here we need to adapt and forgive. "

She gave him a sweet smile. He felt better. He knew everything he did back in Hogwarts would make it hard for him to gain their trust. He was glad Ginny grew into such a wise woman.

"Now I know this is a very awkward discussion to have here. But I don’t know when else we will have the chance. "

Snape shifted in the tub. He gently put Ginny in Hermione’s arm where he just was so he could see both of them. Facing them he blushed. Something they haven’t seen him do often since he’s such a private person.

"I feel like now is the right time. Miss Granger, Miss Weasley." He said in a very official tone. "The Dark Lord has a plan to use both of you when you present."

Ginny’s face dropped. Hermione, coming from a muggle work had no idea what he was talking about. Ginny talked first. 

"I thought this was a myth… How will he know we will present? Only 5% of the witches and wizards are omegas. Plus, wouldn’t it have happened already? That means we are beta and we are fine! Ginny said

"It presents in the first 3 moons after your birthday. Give or take it’s not an exact science. However, the moment you become 18 an Alpha can smell if a wizard or a witch is an Omega." 

"I have no idea what you are talking about but Ginny is not 18 she’s 16,she is safe for another 2 years."

Snape looked at Ginny surprised.

"You haven’t told her yet?"

"Well not exactly a priority right now."

"I think it is, " Snape said strictly

"Hermione I’m 18 … They put me in a time chamber for 2 years. Now I know why they wanted to know why… They wanted to know if I was going to present. They are sick…"

Hermione was shocked. Her thoughts going all over she didn’t know what to think of it. 

"Alright I don’t understand! Hermione shouted, irritated. Can someone explain it to me?"

Snape leaned down and caressed her cheek softly. 

"I’m sorry my sweet I thought Molly would have explained that to you while you lived there. Wizards and witches have a very primal way of mating. We are separated into 3 schools. Alpha, Beta, Omega. Think about it like a wolf pack in nature. Alphas are dominant, omegas are submissive and Betas are somewhat of a mix. Since most people these days are beta, the concept has been lost over the years. Unless you turn out to be an alpha or omega. Presenting is like when a woman gets her period. It means she is ready for mating… breeding more specifically and it starts in your 18 years. "

He looked at Hermione. He took her hand and looked her in the eye, his expression serious yet soft and kind.

"Ginny still has a couple of months. The Dark Lord got her out early so Bella could play with her a little before he used her for his plan. But you Hermione… you barely have 2 weeks."

"You don’t know if I will present! "

"I do… "he looked at the water, ashamed. "That may be shocking to you but I’m an Alpha. You both smell like omega’s. "

Hermione's expression dropped. She remembered what he said about her having to get pregnant. He knew. He knew and he was trying to prepare her. She was so angry, but not at him. She was angry at the situation. It was all overwhelming. 

"Thank you, Mr. Snape, for explaining it… We will have time to mentally prepare." Ginny said

Hermione looked at her friend surprised by her reaction. She was adapting to all that so well when she was so overwhelmed.

Ginny turned around to face Hermione. 

"I wish I could be there for you Hermione. I wish I could help you when you present. I may know a little more about the subject but I belong to Bella I have to go back… It saddened me greatly."

Snape looked at the two women and he felt sorry for them. But then he got an idea.

"Not necessarily. "

Ginny looked at him curiously.

"I think that…"

Before he got to finish his explanation, someone knocked on the door loudly. They all jumped. They were not ready. How would they explain what was happening right now? Hermione was panicking, Ginny was on the verge of a panic attack, and they both were looking at Snape pleading with him to do something.

"Miss Weasley get the rose oil in my emergency kit. Miss Granger," he whispered the rest to her. "I will make you touch me in front of them. Please try to look like you aren’t enjoying this." He smirked.

Was this Snape showing some humor? She giggled. Hermione sat on Severus. Ginny joins them back. He took the vial from her and poured it in the tub with them leaving a strong rose scent in the room. He opened the door "wandlessly" for the person at the door. 

"Severus?" The person said.

"I’m in the bathroom" he shouted. 

He looked at Ginny with a soft eye.

"I’m sorry for what is about to happen."

He pulled Ginny’s arm to get her closer. Closer to him she could see that his boxers had vanished and Hermione was… touching him. She backed up a little at the sight but when he pulled closer with pleading eyes, she understood what was at stake. She hid her face in his neck, kissing him softly. He blushed broadly when he heard someone come in. 

His gaze was strong on the person. Hermione stopped her movement and got her hand off his prick.

"Did I tell you to stop, you useless cunt!" He pulled her hand back on him and she resumed her up-and-down movement. He was hard. She wondered when he had the time to get that hard that fast. He was also gigantic, much bigger than she thought.  

"How can I help you, Lucius?"

The men smirked at him watching the 2 girls in the tub. 

"I see you are busy Severus; I can come back later."

"No, they can wait. Let’s get in the living room. "

He pushed Hermione’s hand aside and exited the tub. He picked up a towel and put it around his waist. He turned around and looked at the 2 witches. 

"I expect the tub to be warm when I come back. You can take care of each other when I’m gone. I expect Miss Granger to be ready for me when I come back." He said sternly. "I will be watching. "

The two men left the room to talk in the other room but Snape left the door open. He was exerting his dominance on them to keep Lucius and the others in check. It was quite the power move. The girls couldn’t hear what they were saying, they were too far but it looked like Lucius was asking for advice from Severus.

Hermione and Ginny looked at each other. The smell of the rose was strong in the room. It was arousing and they both didn’t know if he was serious or not. 

"Do you think we have to?" Ginny said shyly. 

"He is doing so much to protect us… that’s the least we can do."

Hermione pulled closer to Ginny. She was facing her in the tub and she put her arms around her. She smiled faintly and whispered some encouragement to her. It looked like she was teasing her neck from a distance. She then pulled away from her neck to kiss her friend on the lips. It was awkward at first. They both didn’t know what to do. But fast they both felt… attraction, lust. Ginny got closer to her friend and deepened the kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths, the warmth of their body. Ginny broke the kiss and looked at her friend.

"Are you alright Hermione?"

"I am… it’s not that bad," she chuckled. 

"if I’m being honest, it’s doing a lot for me."  Ginny blushed.

Hermione understood her friend. She pulled her back into a kiss and trailed the kiss down her neck and then down her robe line. She pulled the dress down to let out her breast. It was full and soft. Hermione started to kiss Ginny with a lot of desire. She felt like she had a fever. She was heating up fast.

Severus was talking to Lucius, not paying attention in the bathroom when he smelled something. Lucius and him both turned to the bathroom at the same time. 

"It’s happening Severus I know you can smell it. "

See, Lucius was an Alpha, he could smell the heat emanating from Hermione. 

"It wasn’t supposed to be for another 2 weeks…" Severus said.

"Something triggered it. It’s not unlikely, I saw it happen before. " Lucius said

"Leave", he said sternly.

"But the dark lord wanted you to tell him when she got her first heat."

"Lucius, let me manage this. I will tell him tomorrow. But tonight, she needs an explanation." He looked at Lucius with pleading eyes.

"Severus, are you… Protecting them. "

"No," he said angry

"You are! "

Severus' heartbeat raised, he got to his wand, and before he could do anything Lucius spoke.

"No stop! I am too!"

He paused, hesiting

"My son is one of them, Severus. I know my past has been … Dark. But I want to protect them. They are so young… The Dark Lord’s work I want out of it. "

Severus was relieved to have found an ally but he was skeptical. He didn’t know if he could trust Lucius. He was an old friend but …  could he trust him? This was the perfect test.

"Tell the others about what you saw … me and the girls in the tub but nothing about her heat and maybe … we can talk about it later. Leave." Severus groaned before leaving the room to go into the bathroom and shut the door.  

Lucius felt relieved to have found a friend in this dark place. He left and put a silencing and protection charm on the room. He wanted his new ally to be safe. 

Snape entered the bathroom in a hurry.

"Hermione!"

She was a moaning mess. Ginny was kissing her and her finger was stuck deep inside her. She was so wet. Ginny couldn’t stop herself; she was in a haze of lust. 

"Miss Weasley, help me get her out. "

She didn’t hear him come in and talk. She was too affected by Hermione’s hormone change.

"GINNY!" He snapped. 

She slowly pulled away from Hermione. Her friend pouted at the loss of heat. Like she wanted … no, needed, her. 

Snape pulled Ginny out of the tub, gave her a towel, and did the same with Hermione. When he got close to Hermione he felt it. It was so strong he could barely control himself and let out a growl. 

"Professor Snape… are you alright?"

He snapped out of it and gave Hermione to Ginny. 

"She’s in heat Ginevra." 

Hermione could not recognize herself. She wanted them both so badly. But she wanted more than anything else, Severus. She would have taken him, right now on the floor. She wanted him to possess her, to control her, to be in her. It was hurting her.

"My skin burns, I’m so hot right now," she was confused and lost

"I see," Ginny said. 

"Her scent is so strong. The influx of hormones is so high she can’t control herself."

He guided, from a distance, the two girls in the other room. He asked Ginny to put her friend to bed but she wouldn’t listen, she was sweating heavily.

Ginny was getting overwhelmed by her scent and started to kiss her again 

"argh for fuck’s sake. "

He pulled Ginny away and cast a spell to have Hermione stuck to the bed. She could walk and move around but couldn’t leave the parameters of it.

"Thank you Mr. Snape I don’t know how to control myself around her." 

Snape asked Ginny to check on Hermione while he went to get a sleeping draught for her.

He got to the bed and force-fed her the liquid. She was fighting him. All she wanted was to get him naked. He pulled away and stood next to Ginny waiting for the potion to be effective. 

"It’s harder for me than you think... Her scent is… complementary to mine." 

She looked at him with questions. He sighs.

"We are compatible with our scents and her scent is very strong. She is in a lot of pain right now. I wish I could help her…"

"You could" 

"Miss Weasley?" he looked at her skeptical 

She blushed.

"I think you should." Ginny said softly.

Hermione was screaming at the top of her lungs, she was crying. You could feel the heat coming out of her.

"I never saw a heat so powerful" he said softly so only Ginny could hear. It hurts me to see her like this.

"She told me she asked you to do it."

Snape looked at her in shock. Of course, they talked about that. 

"I can’t do this…" 

"Yes, you can. You know that now that she is presented, they will breed her. Don’t you think it would be better if it was… you know... you?

He turned and looked at her. The sleeping draught seemed to start its effects. She crawled into bed, rolled herself in the pillow, and drifted to sleep.

"Well, that was something," Ginny chuckled. 

She turned to see an exhausted Snape. He was tired but most of all he was painfully hard. She blushed. He put his hands in front of his erection.

"Sorry… I don’t want you to be uncomfortable…"

"You are fine Mr. Snape. I can’t imagine how hard this must be for you. No pun intended." She laughed. 

His posture relaxed at the joke. He proceeded to put a bathrobe on and made a bed for Ginny on the sofa. He ended her jogging and t-shirt.

"This should be better than your wet dress. I would dry it with magic but I’m using the little strength I have for Hermione’s shield."

"Thank you," Ginny said, grateful.

"You can sleep on the sofa. "

"Where will you sleep?" She asked, puzzled.

He took more blankets and put them on the carpet on the floor in front of the fire.

"I will be fine here. You sleep. We all need it."

"You are very different from the Snape from school. I can’t seem to shake my head around it. I like this version of you, no wonder Hermione is so comfortable around you."

On these kind words, she drifted to sleep and soon enough, he did too.

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It was the morning after his late-night encounter with Snape. Lucius was in the garden of the Malfoy Manor, enjoying the calm and the fresh scent of roses that was lingering in the air. Before this peaceful moment, he had to face the wrath of his wife, Narcissa. She was about to leave for France for 3 months, recruiting for the dark lord, she said. Faithful to her habits, she was sure to leave a potent aftertaste to her husband before she left. Reminding him how useless he was while constantly insulting his masculinity. Pointing out his lack of ability to get hard anymore. If only she knew. He didn’t have any issues getting hard he was very in shape for his age. His union with Narcissa was purely political. It felt like a good idea at the time. Voldemort’s ideas lured him in but the more he got to know who he was the less he trusted his beliefs. When he first told his wife he wanted out, she laughed at his face. She was enchanted by the dark lord’s idea. He thought about leaving but he didn’t want young Draco to be alone. So he started to visit dark corners of Knockturn Alley to relieve his urges and desire. She knew obviously, but she didn’t know what kind of charnel pleasure he was seeking. Since then, he kept their relationship at hand length and she thought that he had erectile dysfunction and was impotent.

Lucius was dragged out of his thoughts when Draco came back from the house with 2 lemonades. He put them on the side table next to him and proceeded to kneel at his dad's feet, hugging and caressing them like a cat. Lucius leaned down and petted his hair as a sign of contentment.

"You did great Draco thank you,"

Draco simply nodded and sat there waiting for his next command.

"We haven’t been in the forest in a while. I think we need to visit there later today; don't you think?"

"Yes, Father I would enjoy that"

"Enjoy what?" Barty said coming from the house.

"His daily walk to the forest Crouch, he didn’t get one in days. We had an agreement, remember," he said with a smug.

"Yes, well, did I see my part of the deal yet? Do you see Hermione on my cock? No well then…"

Lucius rolled his eyes. He doubted after what he saw that Snape was going to let that happen.

"You wouldn’t be the first," he chuckled

He remembered what he promised his friend. Spread the rumor he was using those girls.

-What do you mean? She’s a stuck-up know-it-all, Barty said surprised.

-She may be, but she’s also Snape’s pet, and the man is a depraved and deranged git. When I got in his room late last night, he had her beating his dick off while touching Miss Weasley. He snorted

-Well, well, well, the old bat will always surprise me…

-Which means you will have your ‘date’ with Miss Granger. Believe me, they are scared of him senseless.

-Alright then, we can go to the forest. But after what happened last time you will put back the necklace in front of me at the edge of the forest where I’ll be waiting.

-What do you mean… I don't remove the necklace

-Yes, I know your game Malfoy, you remove the necklace for him so he gets some free time. Don’t worry your secret's safe with me, I get some fun out of it. Let’s just say I beat off at night thinking about his lips around your cock. If you let me watch… I won’t let you fuck him…

-You are sick Crouch…

He got up and ordered Draco to follow him. He looked back at Barty with disgust and kept going. What a sick man, nothing good would come out of this.

After 3 hours in his room of requirement

Draco closed the door behind him and stumbled to his dad.

-Thank you, Father, I needed that.

-Draco you still have an hour to go, the dark lord is out for business you go enjoy it. Lucius said with a kind smile.

It was weird for Draco to see his Dad smile like this. He wasn’t used to all his kindness. He was always waiting for the betrayal. But he had been consistent over the past week. He didn’t know why he said that but he did.

-Come with me. He said blushing

-I’m sorry… Did you ask me to join you in your room?

-Yes, I have many questions and I thought that maybe being in a safe place would be easier, plus, I want to trust you. I do, and for that, I need more information.

He presented him with his hand, he took it, and they both entered the room. Lucius had no idea what the room looked like; Draco never shared that with him. To see it he was surprised. It was warm and comfortable. Full of foreign plants. Draco changed into his swimsuit and got into the giant jacuzzi. Lucius hesitated but followed his son's lead. Both sitting in front of each other, Lucius broke the silence first.

-It's a very pretty room son, I like what you did with the place.

-Thank you, it’s very warm and different from my room. To be honest I always did everything to please you and mom. I never let my taste transpire in it. By the time I realized I wanted out of it, it was too late. I fought on the wrong side of the war and now everyone hates me… especially myself.

-It’s not your fault, Lucius said a little too loud.

Pacing himself he said softer,

-You grew surrounded by this unachievable ideal. You were not showing love, compassion, kindness… I know how it can make you feel. I grew up in the same setting. It was a mistake of me to do the same thing with you.

Lucius was sad and full of regret. He knew he made mistakes on top of mistakes with Draco. He didn’t even know how his son could look at him.

-So you say, he said in a huff.

-You don’t have to believe me. All I want is to get you out of here alive. Then you can get me and your mother out of your life and live it the way you want it. He looked sad but decided.

-We will see about that, Father. He played nervously with his fingers like he used to when he was a child, he would get jinxed by his mother every time. Realizing he was giving in to his bad habit he stopped right away. Still in fear of getting hurt.

Lucius observed the behavior and leaned down to take Draco’s hand in his.

-You are safe with me; you don’t have to stop doing that if it helps you cope with the situation.

Draco removed his hand from his father and got up in a hurry. Dripping water all over the place. Everything was so loud all of a sudden. He was on the verge of panicking. Aware of his distress, he started taking deep breaths.

When he first left the Malfoy Manor to hide from his past, he didn’t know where to go so he wandered the streets of London, hiding from the Dark Lord. One day, he was hiding in a muggle park, when he felt a wizard nearby, from his hideout, he saw the long white hair of a certain Ravenclaw from his year at Hogwarts. She was looking around, lost in her mind like she always was. But then she turned around in his direction and stared at him. She couldn’t possibly see him, he had a charm on him and he was hiding in a bush! What would his mother think if she saw him right now? Luna Lovegood approached the bush he was in and pushed her hand into it. She reached out and found Malfoy’s arm and pulled him out of there. She could see him, smaller and thinner than usual. Which was hard to beat. She stared at him with curiosity and pulled him against her chest to hug him.

He didn’t know Luna and all those in the resistance. Those who were fighting against the dark lord. He thought they would never win. Voldemort was a lunatic and he couldn't trust anyone but her warm body was reassuring. He was cold and hungry and he was lost. He didn’t know what to do. That night, she brought him to her house and she nursed him to health. She gave him a home, food, and a friendship he thought he didn’t deserve. He was traumatized by the horror of the war he saw. But day after day she earned his trust. She’s the one who gave him those breathing exercises to follow. She helped him stay grounded. When one day she left for a fight against the Death Eater, he was frigid. But he followed her. He couldn’t fathom that she would get hurt. And that’s how he started to help the Dumbledore Army, from a distance and his way.

Realizing he was overreacting to his father’s touch, he sat back down. Nothing had to be said. Lucius knew years of abuse wouldn’t erase itself overnight. So he did what would change their life forever. He got up and started reciting slowly, moving his wand around. It was ancient magic, similar to an unbreakable vow, but much more powerful and intimate. A big green light floated in the air.

-I, Lucius Malfoy, promise to never hurt my son, Draco Malfoy, unless that pain is less than what he is facing, I promise to love and protect him, as long as I live.

He looked at his son, waiting for him to continue. Draco knew what that was, he had seen friends of the family do this ceremony before. This was the ultimate promise. You could never break it, or get out of it. Draco lifted his wand.

-I, Draco Malfoy, accept your promise, amor fortis est, di nos adiuvent.

-amor fortis est, di nos adiuvent. Lucius said softly.

The green light that was glowing between them vibrated in the air before it split in two and hit both of them in the chest. A sharp pain took them for 2 seconds and then it was gone. They looked at each other. Draco reached out for Lucius' chest. A faint mark was now on the left side of his dad’s chest. It was a circle made of flames, with what looked like an unreadable signature. He touched it and felt the ridges of it. It was like it was always there. He looked at his chest to see if he had the same and he did.

-The mark is only visible to both of us. The only other ones that can see it would be your future mate and children.

Draco got overwhelmed by all the feelings so he did something he wished he could have done to his dad long ago.

He hugged him.

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Snape was the first one to wake up in the morning. Ginny was still asleep on the sofa and Hermione was in bed snoring. He smiled softly at the sight. He approached the bed and removed the shield. Her scent seemed to have settled. Normally a heat would last 2 to 4 days. That was barely a couple of hours. That may have been a false alarm but he was glad the sleep draught was working, for now.

Like she felt his presence she shifted in her sleep and started to stretch like a cat. Her eyes open slowly, still sleepy. Her stare met his. Everything that happened the night before rushed into her mind and she blushed broadly.

"Oh my … Salazar I’m so sorry, Snape I don’t know what happened to me."

Snape gave her a book; it was handwritten by him.

"I think you should read this. This is a book I wrote when I was teaching Hogwarts. When I looked at the school curriculum, I found it was lacking in all personal life matters. I know the Alpha; omega dynamic is rare these days and they decided that the parents should teach it to their children but they forget we have muggle-born and their parents don’t have that kind of dynamic. Read it, it will help you understand what you are going through."

She looked at the book curious. She took it from his hands, thanking him softly. He left to go prepare breakfast for them and she was left alone with her thoughts. She couldn’t believe it. The man she thought so evil her whole life, treated her with the most respect. He could have taken advantage of the situation. She saw how hard it was for him to stay away from her, hell even Ginny couldn’t keep her hands off her. Her thoughts were interrupted by the fire in the fireplace turning green and rigging.

Ginny got straight up yelling: I'M AWAKE!

Hermione laughed and Snape answered the call.

"Yes?"

Bellatrix's voice resonated all over the room, echoing and menacing.

"SEVERUS SNAPE, where is my pet? She sounded irritated.

"She is right there, but she is indisposed at the moment since she and Miss Granger are preparing my breakfast."

How ironic, since he was the one doing all the work but she didn’t need to know that.

"How DARE you take her without my permission?"

Snape got out of sight for a second and came back with Ginny in front of the fireplace. Showing her to Bellatrix.

"Ginny sweetheart", she purred at her.

Ginny shivered, this woman using such intimate and familiar language was just creepy.

"Did Snape treat you nicely last night?"

"Yes Mistress Bellatrix."

"Oh no my little sugarplum, I want to know what that man did to you."

He looked at her pleading. She knew what to do.

"He used me all night Mistress Bella, I didn’t get to sleep. He forced me to be with Miss Granger in front of him and Lucius."

"Oh, you dirty bastard, Severus, you never fail to impress me. Did you fuck her, did you destroy her tight, virgin little pussy?"

"I did not Bella. I would never take that pleasure from you," he smiled at her with complicity.

"Ahh blimey! I should be back in a week. Until then, you can use her as much as you want! You know she has other holes and I expect them to be well taken care of while I’m away." She winked at him.

"Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to take what is yours…"

"Oh, I’m sure, actually if her other holes aren’t marked when I come back I will take it as an insult. Train that little slut for me, you seem so good at it." Her smile was full of evil. She laughed maniacally before she hung up.

Ginny was looking at him with tears in her eyes. While they were talking, Hermione made her way to Ginny and she was holding her to reassure her but her friend seemed more curious than upset

"Oh please, Ginevra, I’m not going to do that."

"Are you sure?" She said softly.

He looked at the two women.

"Are you serious? First Hermione that wants me to take her pureness and now you… I just can't" he spelled his clothing on.

"I need some air, please don’t let breakfast burn Miss Granger, and don’t leave this place. It's an ORDER."

And he left in a huff, angry.

Ginny looked at her friend, there was so much tension that they both busted up laughing. Almost crying. Hermione finished the breakfast for them and they talked about their past. Ginny helped with the dishes and they left a plate for Snape of eggs and meat on the table in case he comes back soon.

After a while, they were both sitting on the sofa, playing wizard chess. Hermione had found the game in the library while she was cleaning it and they had taken it back to their room in the prospect of playing games here and there. Ginny was surprisingly good at it. She gave her merit by having 6 brothers playing it constantly.

"Hermione, can we talk about yesterday… "ginny said shyly

"You mean, what happened in the tub? Ginny, I’m sorry I don’t know why I acted that way." Hermione blushed.

"I liked it." Ginny said bluntly. She called it the Gryffindor courage

"oh, I … I liked it too Ginny, you are a very pretty and smart witch." She was blushing even harder.

"Well since the feeling is mutual… I was thinking... maybe we could remove the burden out of Snape and you could… you know."

"Ginny are you asking me to: ‘’ Destroy your other wholes’’ "she quoted Bellatrix. She giggled.

"I believe she said, "take care of her other holes!" "

And they were both laughing hard. Their resilience in facing this situation was unbelievable but more than that, they were both discovering an attraction to each other and their former professor.

"Hermione, I kind of liked it in the tub yesterday, but not just because of you… him too. If you fancy him, I won’t do anything to any of you. But I kind…. I kind of fancy both of you, sexually at least." She blushed; it took her all her courage to admit that.

Hermione never imagined being with more than one person at a time. But again, she never imagined being with a woman either and if she was honest, she had that fire arising in her when she looked at Ginny. Her plum pink lips, her freckled face, and her fire-red hair attracted her. She was all but confused with everything. But life was too short, too precious. She leaned into her friend, on top of the chessboard. She knocked out half the pieces in her way. One hand caressing her jawline, and the other on her tights, she kissed her like you kiss your crush for the first time, it’s shy but intended. Ginny deepens the kiss, pushes her tongue in, and explores Hermione’s mouth, caressing fervently. They pulled away, breathless, their lips swollen from the kissing.

"What is mine, is yours Ginny, and vice-versa… if you would like."

Ginny chuckled and kissed her again. Then it dawned on her like a sudden Tropical rain storm. She looked concerned and Hermione couldn’t figure out why.

In all the new emotions and actions, they had, they completely forgot,

"Hermione, didn’t you and Ron…"

"Oh… I mean we aren’t together, not officially, we kissed but we didn’t have the chance to talk about it. He took so much time to make a move, it was literally before we got kidnapped during the fight. Wait… didn’t you and Harry…"

"Oh no, not at all. Hermione, Harry is 100% gay." They both laughed, a small weight lifted out of their chest.

They weren’t sure how they felt about it. What was right from wrong was hard to figure out these days. And they liked each other. So, they talked about it for a while and they figured out they would just see how things play out. Almost 2 hours after Snape left, they could hear someone coming in the corridor.

The two girls got up fast, and kneeled next to the door, looking at the floor.

Snape entered the room, scanning it before he closed the door behind him. He saw the two girls on the floor in front of him. He groaned.

"Master Snape," they both said in unison.

"Oh please, I just calmed down, do you want to aggravate me again?"

In a second, he was infuriated again. He was confused and ashamed. He vowed to protect and help them but they were making his job very hard. If he was honest with himself, he liked them, submitting to him. It was a rising something primal, something raw in him he could barely control.

Hermione could see his struggle. He was trying to be a good man and for some reason, he could not accept that the two girls enjoyed submitting to him, they were craving his power and his protection. Hermione took a chance. She turned around and pulled Ginny against her, kissing her, both pushing on each other. Ginny opened her leg wide and Hermione pushed her lower half against hers. The heat between them and the movement made Ginny moan loudly.

"Please, Severus… we need you," Ginny begged between kisses and moans.

He was so aroused at the picture,

"argh you damn witch,"

He grabbed Hermione by the arms hard. It would leave a bruise for sure and pushed her against the bookshelf, a book falling on the floor from the impact.

"What are you playing at? I know you are behind this; you fool." He barked at her.

She could finally see the Professor, the dark, stern, Death Eaters. And she loved it. His wand was at her neck, pushing hard on her, threatening to curse her. But all she could feel was his hips pressing against her.

"You are hard," she whispered

"How DARE YOU!" He dropped his wand on the floor to put his long fingers around her neck.

Choking her, he knew she was right. His erection was throbbing against her. It was painfully hard, from the past day without any relief. He was so exasperated he didn’t see Ginny move to his side.

"Professor, please, we only mean well." She lifted herself on her tip toe and whispered to his ear: "And we both want you."

Her breath was warm, filled with desire. He could feel her warm body against him.

Her voice triggered something in Snape and he lost it. He took both their arms forcefully and led them deeper into the room.

He sat both of them on each extremity of the loveseat and sat in between them. He pushed a space between them.

"We need to talk." He said seriously with the little control he had over his body.

"I understand what you are feeling and I can’t stop you from doing things with each other but please refrain from doing so in front of me or include me in those… fantasy of yours," he almost growled the last words.

Hermione tried to go closer to him but he lifted his hand to keep a distance between them.

"And please try to control your thoughts, they are so loud …"

"Why are you fighting us on this, don’t you get it? We want this, we want to submit" Hermione said softly.

"SHUT IT!" He grabbed Hermione and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

"Or I will make you shut up…"

She wanted to be scared because she was, but that fear was familiar, that fear was making her wet because it was him. She tried to control her reaction to his forceful touch but it didn’t work and she moaned.

He looked at her with surprise and backed up quickly. However, he backed up into something soft. Ginny had crawled behind him and he hit her soft, voluptuous breast.

Hermione crawled on his lap and started to kiss him in the neck with need while Ginny sat on his other lap. Using the same force and energy he was displaying, she ripped open his dress shirt and reached out for his chest. It was soft and their touches were warm and forceful and it made him breathe heavier.

Ginny could see Snape’s Aura shine; it was switching colors constantly which she learned met he was unsure of the path to take. She knew if she would reach for his hard throbbing cock, he would pull away again so she decided to try another path. She hid her face on his chest and she started to grind her bare, wet fanny on his knee. She was so drenched that soon she created a wet spot on his trousers. Feeling the humidity on his leg, Shape lifted her head to look at her. Hermione caught up on Ginny’s action and followed her lead.

"Miss Weasley," he almost moaned.

He gave up and leaned on her to catch those sweet and soft lips and bring her into a passionate and wild kiss.

Hermione wasn’t grinding anymore but she didn’t need to. She was so sensitive right now that she made a puddle of heat on his other leg too. She didn’t know what to expect to see someone else kiss the man she fancied but the answer was clear. She loved it. She didn’t know how she could ever go without it. Watching them kiss, she looked down and saw Snape’s hard cock twitch in his trouser. Feeling like it was the right time, she softly made her way, from his thigh to the big bulge between his legs, and started to massage his length from top to bottom.

To her touch, he let out a surprisingly strong moan between Ginny’s lips.

Hermione leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Can I take it out," she said sensually.

She didn’t need to say what she was talking about. He nodded, giving up on fighting them, for now. With her small fingers, she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He lifted so she could remove the damn thing. All he had on now was a dress shirt, ripped open. Both she and Ginny sat back on his lap. He could feel their lotus flower, blossoming on him. The heat coming out of them, they were both grinding on him now. Free of access, atlas, Hermione reached down and petted the side of his leaking cock while Ginny cupped and played with his balls. He growled at them. He went from Ginny to Hermione, kissing them wildly, feeling every inch of them inside of his mouth.

He wanted them, in many ways but he couldn’t focus. The magic from Voldemort’s collar was buzzing around them. He was feeding on it. Something primal, deep inside of him surfaced. He wanted them to be his, and his only. He would be the one deciding if they could be shared. He wanted to dominate them in so many ways. Without even thinking, his instinct taking over, he pulled away from Ginny. He glided his hand over her rounded hip as he moved upwards over the hardness of her ribs and the suppleness of her breast, he reached her neck. In a sharp, strong movement he catches the collar and pulls sideways on it. It fought him but he was stronger and the collar broke like glass under his touch. Both girls were surprised. He reached Hermione and the same thing happened. A red glow escaped from the broken collar and dissipated in thin air. He then pulled up his thin and long fingers around their neck to pull them closer. In the past, they would have pulled back but they trusted him feeling his hands around their neck felt natural, like they belonged there. Letting out a soft moan at the touch they looked at him.

"If you're going to be mine, you are going to be mine on my terms. He said with a grind.

He started chanting, an ancient spell. They never heard of it but they were too captivated to care. Wandless magic was impressive on its own, but this felt powerful, and it was another token to prove he was one of the greatest wizards of his time. They felt a metal sliding around their neck. That metal was a snake, slithering around until it found its place and locked itself with its tail related to its mouth. It then felt like it disappeared on them. Hermione reached out to feel what she thought was a collar but nothing was there.

"What, what was that??"

Ginny looked at it and was amazed by the magic on display.

He kissed her around the neck and she felt a jolt of pleasure shoot from her neck to her clit. She moaned. She was melting.

"Woah, that was powerful, how?"

He then reached down on Ginny’s side and kissed her at the same place, her pulsing point, and she reacted the same. She tightens her grip around his legs to try to balance herself on him.

"Mine," he said possesively

That is all he said at first. He was hazy from the powerful magic and so were they.

"Take me in your mouth, now!" He was able to order between his scattered breathing.

Both girls went on their knees in front of him in a swift movement. Hermione went first. Licking the left side of his length when Ginny licked the right side. As they lick around its big shaft, their tongue meets here and there. They could taste his precum, leaking from his big pink head. All of a sudden, they felt a tickle in the back of their head and they heard: Please, each other, I want to see your knuckle disappear.

He used their new bond and legitimacy to convey his message and even if they didn’t completely understand what was happening they liked it.

Two of Ginny’s fingers disappeared under Hermione and she kissed, bit, and sucked on her shoulder. Pleasure overtook her and she took the head of Snape’s cock in her mouth to muffle her moans. He hissed. Hermione returned the favor and entered Ginny’s fold in a swift movement.

They were all a panting and moaning mess. Hermione bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, further and deeper every time, Ginny adding a third finger, and Snape pulling on both their heads. He was close, they could feel it but so were they. Both Ginny and Hermione were so close they could cum right there. Ginny looked at him with pleading eyes.

"mmm, you want to cum don’t you little one," he said teasingly.

"Yes,'" Ginny said desperatly

"Yes who?"

In the deepest part of her soul, she knew the answer. And both Ginny and Hermione begged at the same time

"Yes Master Snape!"

That drove him to the edge,

"oh fuck, cum, cum for me"

Ginny took over sucking him hard and in a matter of seconds, he emptied himself into her mouth.

"Share," he managed to say, between shivers.

Ginny turned around and kissed Hermione with his cum in her mouth. Passing his cum back and forth, in their month drove them over the edge and they came, hard. Their pussy is now leaking on the floor.

He pulled them from the floor to cuddle on the sofa with him. Ginny was lying on his legs and Hermione was hugging him on the side. Not a word was said for a while. It was Hermione who broke the silence. She was touching her neck.

"So… what was that?"

"I Believe it’s called giving each other pleasure."

She hit him on the shoulder and smiled softly.

"You know what I mean."

"I claimed both of you. I broke Bella’s and Voldemort's magic and put my own. They can’t touch you without my consent. I will get very mad"

Ginny lifted her head from his legs and looked at him puzzled.

"But Bella told me these were impossible to remove. I tried everything."

"Well, I guess I’m stronger, ever doubted that pet?"

She blushed at his witty answer.

"Now, not that I don’t want to stay here and cuddle with you all night but Miss Granger and I have some meeting to attend with a certain Death Eater, I wish we could get out of it but actions have consequences, don’t they?'

Hermione knew he was talking about her last outburst.

"I’m sorry…"

She was worried Crouch would take her virginity and Severus couldn’t do anything to stop it. Like he could read in her mind, he answers

"I won’t let him do that. Now both of you prepare. We have someplace to be."

"Me too?" Said Ginny shyly.

"Everywhere I go from now on, you go, the bond I place on you is very powerful. If we are too far apart for too long it will be painful. It’s the only way I can know if you are safe. I will explain it to you more later now go,"

They both went up and disappeared in the bathroom.

Lost in his mind, the gravity of what he just did hit him.

"What have I done?"

Later that night, when the clock chimed midnight.

Hermione was waiting patiently for Ginny and Snape. She was in the corridor facing their room where Snape instructed her to wait for them. The corridor had massive windows that showed the garden. She figured his room was close to it in case he needed ingredients for his potions. The exit door was so close she could just leave but she didn’t want to. Not without them. It was the middle of the night but the garden was beautifully slightly dimmed with portable fairies. It was snowing heavily but she couldn’t feel the cold. She didn’t realize it was winter already. Time blended, she couldn’t tell which month it was. A faint reflection of herself put her into deep thought. She could see her neck bare of the collar Voldemort provided for them. Instead, she had what seemed like a tattoo but it was moving. The jet-black snake was moving slowly around her neck. It was agitated.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the warm hand of Snape, tightening around her shoulder to reassure her. At his contact, the snake calmed down and was almost still on her neck.

"It will get lighter with time. Eventually, it may even get so light you can’t even see it."

"How long does it take for that to happen?" She asked.

"When I’m dead." He said seriously

"Well then, I hope it stays like that for a long time."

The words got out of her so naturally she didn’t even think about stopping them. She puts her hand on her mouth to stop more stupid words from getting out but he moves them away and kisses her on the head. It was easy for him to do since he was way taller than her.

"Let’s go,"

Snape, Hermione, and Ginny walked down the corridor, on their way to one of the many living rooms. Snape in the front, and the two girls following him, heads down.

He took the time to explain to them what was expected tonight. Ginny was to say and do nothing, and Hermione listened to his every word without any outburst. He was very insistent about that since her outburst is what got them into this mess in the first place. She promised him she would behave and listen.

Entering the living room they all said they would meet at, the first thing that struck them was the many chaise lounges in front of the fireplace. The walls were made of cold stones and the floor was a dark, almost black Brazilian ebony wood. The only light in the room came from the fireplace. Suddenly taken by fear, Hermione reached for Ginny’s hand, and took it in hers, in a puddle way so no one could tell.

*Breath in, breath out, we will get out of here alive, but be careful he is wicked*

"Snape, I see you got me 2 for the price of one."

He licked his lower lips in delight.

"Miss Weasley stays with me, I thought it would be great for her to see what happened if she disobeyed me." He says coldly.

He was by the fireplace leaning on it with a glass of what looked like fire whiskey. He approached the trio to take a better look at them. Ginny, hiding behind Snape.

"Hermione, kneel."

She got on her knees and kneeled next to him looking down.

"I see you are training them pretty well. From all of them, she is the one I thought you would never be able to break. Seems like she came along, am I right?"

He got to her level to lift her head. Inspecting her. He turned her head on the side and saw jet-black ink.

"You didn’t… You fool!" He laughed hard.

Snape stayed silent to his remark.

"You claimed her, with your magic. Well, I'll be damned."

"You also know what that means? If you hurt her without my consent, I will kill you."

That came out of him so easily.

"Yes I see."

"How did you break the Dark Lord's bond?"

"None of your business now can we proceed? Your time is starting now." He said irritated, but in a stern commanding voice.

The man in front of him laughed. He was more amused than concerned. Severus then ordered Ginny to come sit with him. They sat on one of the lounge chairs. Snape was on the edge of the chair while Ginny was kneeling next to him, her head down.

Crouch then led Hermione on a lounge chair next to the fire, he asked her to lie down in front of him, which she did reluctantly, and he sat in a chair in front of her. He was looking at her full of lust and desire. Snape, being a natural Legilimen, could feel his disgusting thoughts from across the room. With a little bit of focus, he was able to get a general idea of what the man had in mind. He kept pushing in, trying to be unnoticeable.

"Severus, I swear if you keep going, I will rape her right here in front of you."

Snape let out a faint smile,

"Like I would let you," he whispered just loud enough so the other man could hear him.

"Don’t like to share, my friend?" He said in a teasing tone.

"Indeed, I hate to share what is mine."

Crouch put a soft touch on Hermione's cheek. He was toying with him and he knew that so he stayed focused and didn’t display any emotion. Instead, Snape leaned down and whispered something to Ginny that made her turn bright red and the words came out of her;

"Yes, Master Snape."

She proceeded to go behind him to massage his shoulder, putting kisses on the back of his neck here and there.

Crouch found the sight distracting but kept his focus on Granger, he had a goal here tonight.

"So, Miss Granger, Tell me, how is your old ugly professor treating you?"

She didn’t answer

"I’m talking to you,  Granger,"

Still nothing

"Your stupid Mudblood answer me!"

She didn’t say anything, didn’t even look at him.

"Snape, I thought you would have thought them better."

"Oh, but I did Barty, she will only answer to me. And since I didn’t give her any order, she is to stay silent."

He gave him a diabolical smile.

"Granger answers him, from now on I want you to answer when you are asked a question."

"Yes Master Snape,"

She moved her eyes up to meet Crouch’s irritated face.

--*You know what to do*--

"He is treating me like the mud blood whore that I am, Sir."

Ginny stopped her massage at that answer, livid that Hermione would use such language. She also felt Snape tense slightly at her words. Crouch loved the answer.

"Yes, I bet he is," he leaned to whisper so only she could hear. "And did he fuck that tight virgin pussy of yours?"

--*Say yes*--

She swallowed deeply; she was grateful for Snape giving her advice in her head.

"Y ... y... yes Sir,"

"I bet he did, I couldn’t control myself either. If I was alone with you, I would destroy you," he said softly.

He said that in such a vulgar way it would have made her gag but she controlled her reflex.

--*Ignore him, I won’t let that happen*--

She sighs and looks down.

"and I bet you would love it too, because that’s what all mud bloods are good at, whoring themself."

She shivered. His sight was scaring her.

He took her face with one hand and pulled her roughly close to him. He whispered his last sentence so low she could barely hear it.

"Maybe not now, but he will leave you alone sometimes, and I will know, and believe me, I will make you forget his name."

It took everything in Snape’s power to stay still. He tensed so much under Ginny’s finger that she pressed a kiss on his pulse point. All this was so I knew she didn’t understand what she did. Snape let out an uncontrollable moan and so did Hermione. She put her hands on her mouth fast and turned around to look at Snape.

"Sorry, Miss Weasley and I got carried away. Go on."

--*Gineva, if you kiss my pulse point, we are all going to feel it, it’s extremely arousing* --

"I’m sorry," she said softly.

But it was too late, he was half hard already burning with desire.

Snape turned around and pulled Ginny by her dress making her lean closer to him.

"I will destroy you the minute we are alone, don’t test me." He said sternly.

Crouch looked at them, curious.

"Please Severus, don’t let my presence stop you."

"We are fine, can you please proceed with the punishment for Miss Granger?"

Crouch nodded, he almost turned around to get what he intended to use for Hermione when something caught his attention. He saw Ginny leaning and with the fire reflecting on her, he could see something missing. He ran in their direction to stop and lift her face to take a look at her neck.

"Oh, you are in big trouble, Severus."

Snape got up fast to push the man away from Ginny.

"I said to stay away from her!" He raised his voice, more than expected.

They both looked at each other in a feral and primal stare. You could almost feel them growl protectively.

"How are you going to explain that to Bella? That you took her breeding cow?"

'I will personally be sure her plan still goes into motion, I don’t think it’s any of your concern, it’s between Bellatrix and me. Now can you please get done with it, I would like to go on with my life." He said irritated.

Ginny went livid. Looking at Hermione, she was panicking. Hermione left her submissive position to go help her, but at the last minute, Crouch grabbed her arm harshly to push her backward. He pinned her against the hardwood floor and climbed on top of her. He looked at her left forearm. It was still scarred from Bellatrix’s treatment. He pulled his wand out and pushed it deep into her. She didn’t move, bracing herself.

"I love what Bella did with your arm, although I think it would look better if it said: Mud blood whore. What do you think, Severus? Do you like the idea? Or maybe you would like something else… what’s that word muggles use… Ah yes, hooker!"

"I think I like whore better, Snape said coldly."

Hermione's face shut up to meet his, he was going to let her live that again? She started to fight him back, kicking him hard.

"Get that girl under control or I will call the dark lord myself and you know what kind of means he will use,"

Snape walked at their level and leaned down next to Hermione who was struggling under Crouch.

--*Hermione stop, I will heal you afterward, you know I will care for you but we need to keep the facade*--

He wandlessly conjured invisible ropes to immobilize her.

"I advise you to stop your nonsense or we will have a little session on our own when we come back." He said in a stern, dominant voice.

Listening to him, she calmed down, tears falling on her face. Ginny, who was still behind the chair he was previously sitting in, was on the verge of crying herself.

Crouch pushed his wand weeping in her skin and started chanting the spell. Bright, red, and deep cuts appeared on her skin and she screamed out. Being on top of her, Hermione could feel him getting harder the more she was suffering. He was a repulsive sadomasochist she thought to herself.

Snape sat back next to Ginny. He could feel Hermione’s pain and Ginny’s distress. He then decided to put on a show for Crouch, hoping it would distract Ginny enough from the scene. He pulled her on his lap for her to straddle him so she wouldn’t see what was happening in front of them. He started to kiss her fervently on the neck.

--*It will be done soon, focus on me and Ginny Hermione*--

Crouch, focused on his task, could see from the corner of his eye that Snape started to enjoy Ginny. At this point, his hand was under her dress, touching her full breast and grabbing her ass.

"Getting turned on by your whore getting hurt? Snape, you are a sick fuck" he laughed.

So much was happening at the same time, Snape was snogging Ginny, Ginny was crying, Hermione was screaming out of pain and Crouch was laughing.

Snape couldn’t take her scream anymore, softly, his face in Ginny’s neck, he whispered: Tranfusio.

Instantly, Hermione stopped screaming, confused. The excruciating pain she felt seconds ago was gone. How could this be possible?

--*Hermione don’t stop screaming*--

She understood right away what he was doing. He was taking the pain for her like he did for Ginny. Like he would do for all of them. It hit her. He was on their side. This whole time he wanted to protect them and they fought them on it. This whole time they were mean to him but he was there for them. A constant shield. She wouldn’t take it anymore.

"STOP MASTER SNAPE STOP PLEASE!"

He was looking at her confused.

"You did enough…." She said

He was emotionless. Trying to occlude to keep the pain away. Like time was on their side, 1 AM shimmed on the timer he put on his wand. He got Ginny aside and got up next to Crouch.

"Time is up, Crouch."

"Can you walk women or do I have to drag you back to my chamber?"

Hermione was still crying, grabbing her arm against herself protectively.

"Yes..."

"Yes, WHAT Miss Granger?"

"Yes, Master…"

He slapped her.

"You are slipping. I think some correction is in order. Crouch if you would excuse me, I have some matters to attend to."

"Of course, Snape… The Dark Lord should be pleased you are treating those filthy women the way they deserve. I will make sure to convey that to him."

He bowed in front of him respectfully. Snape exited the room, and Hermione and Ginny to his trail.

Crouch looked at them leaving, lost in his thoughts.

"I will get in her tight cunt soon enough."

Chapter Text

Crouch was sitting in a small chair in the corner of the room fidgeting uncontrollably with his wand. Before the Dark Lord gave him the task of looking after Lucius and Draco, he was in charge of looking out for Harry Potter. He would make sure the boy was still in a coma and had every nutrient fed to him magically every four hours. It was a very boring job really for a man with such a thirst for blood.

After his encounter with Hermione, he stopped by Lucius' room to make sure everything was alright and headed to the room with Potter. Needless to say, he was tired, angry, and sexually frustrated. Things didn’t go as planned. He felt used by everyone. He deserved that girl's pussy, more than that stupid Batman. He reached into his leather bag to get a notebook. He opened it and added notes to his already full pages. He took notes of every movement Snape and Hermione did in the last weeks. Her schedule, where she was and the times she was there, to try to find an empty spot. The only time she wasn’t tied to Snape’s hips was when he would leave her in the library. She was tasked to fix it. He still didn’t leave her alone. She had 2 guards with her at all times. One at the entrance of the library and one close to her desk. It wouldn’t be an easy task but he could manage it. Writing down his plan feverishly, he didn’t realize that the boy floating next to him twitched slightly.

******

Harry was dreaming, but he didn’t know that. Voldemort took over his dream state. He made him live a life, a false one, with him. Like they had known each other for a long time, like Tom was a friend of the Potter family, that he was a good friend of James. When his parents died, Tom welcomed him into his home and took care of him and his tuition at Hogwarts. He even added a little sexual tension between them. All fabricated obviously but Harry deeply believed all of it. Tom made the spell so that Harry would wake up when his subconscious was convinced all the dreams were true. He, of course, tricked and modified his existing memories. Everything related to Albus was now negative. Hermione and Ron were mere acquaintances and he was best friends with Draco until he turned against the ministry and became a rebel. All of it was perfectly knitted like the Dark Lord carefully planned for years. So, when his mind was finally making sense of all the dreams he woke up.

He was levitating in a dark, cold room. It all came back to him at once, the knitted memories and he gasped for air. It was a lot of information. What was he doing here? He broke the levitation sleep and fell, ass first on the ground

"Argh," he growled.

Crouch startled at the noise. Potter was awake! He touched his Dark Mark immediately to call his Master and kneeled in front of the young man.

"Master Potter, it’s good to see you awake at last. How are you feeling?"

Harry looked at him fearfully.

"What am I doing here? Levitating in the middle of the conservation room?"

"Well see, the ministry fell and there was a battle, you were severely injured and have been here recuperating for weeks now."

"weeks??"

He looked at himself. He seemed fine, with no scarring, and no bruising either.

"Your body healed faster than your mind." He said to answer his obvious confusion.

"I was with Draco and… and... he turned his wand on me. Oh, my gods I need to tell Tom. Where is Tom? Is he alright?"

Harry got up fast on his feet and tried to walk out of the room but he had been inactive for too long and he almost fell on the floor. A hand, skinny but with a healthy color, caught him in his fall.

"Harry, my boy, you got to take it easy. You just got out of a magical coma you can’t be walking around like this."

The man that was in front of Harry wasn’t Voldemort. It was Tom Riddle. The grey skin, the skeleton look, and the half-dead man with sharp teeth now looked like a healthy man in his early 40s, with long silky black hair, and deep grey eyes. This whole time, Voldemort worked on regaining his old appearance, or something close to it. It was a temporary solution for now but Snape had been mandated to find a more permanent solution and if he looked at his last report, he was very close to getting there.

"Tom! Harry was smiling from ear to ear, like when you meet a friend you haven’t seen in so long."

He turned around and embraced Tom tightly.

"I thought something happened to you."

Harry realized his impulsive action of hugging the man had helped him all these years, his dad’s best friend in such a way, and that made him blush slightly.

"You fear not, I am perfectly healthy. Why don’t I take you to your rooms and we can catch up over tea?""

"Yes, I would love that."

Voldemort had a small, comforting smile. His plan worked. Harry was all his.

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Fred was still banging heavily against the dungeon door sporadically. It had been 2 days since Snape took Ginny away. He was losing his sanity slowly. Filled with anger, he couldn’t sit still. George tried to settle him but he was feeling the same so it was hard to do. Ron, barely moved from his bed except for when he took over doing the meals for Ginny. This was the extent of Ron’s activities.

That morning, after they had finished making breakfast, a loud crack broke the air. Knowing the sound was an apparating sound the three of them fell to their knees in a child-like pose.

"AH, I see your training is fruitful my little weasel’s."

Her sharp laugh resonated through the room. Yes, Bellatrix was back early from her trip.

She walked around her 3 pets, her finger sliding around their necks. At Fred’s level, she bent down and whispered to him.

"I hope you got a lot of rest because Mommy is very horny."

He gulped; he knew the little amount of making out they made the last time wouldn’t be enough for her. He looked at George with a sad eye.

"By the way my little lamb, I know what you did in the shower, you are dirtier than I thought, and I love it."

Ron, being so close to them, heard her comment about the shower and turned to look at George, his eyes full of questions. His brother ignored him and looked away. Ron’s cheeks got bright red. Fred was also blushing. How did she know this?

"Oh, Ron, Ron, believe me, that’s the least you will see today, she laughed like a mad woman."

He hated it when she called him that. It reminded him of Lavender. His clingy ex-girlfriend. He should have never been with her. Like he should not be here in this dungeon.

"But first, where is Ginny? Didn’t Snape bring her back down already?"

"She is still with him, Mistress Bella. He took her over 2 days ago," he said with hatred in his voice.

"Well, it seems I have a little visit to do to our old Severus."

On that, she apparated away in a loud crack.

"What happened in the shower?" Ron said his cheeks bright red with anger.

"Nothing she is delusional," George started.

"Nothing! You know she is a sick woman." Fred said.

Ron left them to go to the bathroom. There he cried. What the fuck was going to happen to them? Their mom would be so ashamed of them.

******

Bella apparated in front of Severus' door. She knew better than to try to apparate directly in his room. She tried once and ended up bouncing on his ward and her head ended up against the stone wall. She knocked on the door. The door opened in front of her. Cheerfully and jumping around she entered his chamber. What she saw made her laugh so hard she almost peed herself. Snape was in his bed with Ginny fast asleep against Hermione. He got up, took a robe, and sat in front of the fire.

"Please join me, Bella, you are early."

She sat across from him, putting her feet up loudly on the coffee table.

"I am, the Dark Lord called me. I couldn’t refuse him. I see you had fun with my toy in the past couple of days. You didn’t… did you? I hope you took her beautiful flower."

He looked at her, sternly.

"No, I didn’t, like we discussed the other day," he looked at her intently. "I did worse."

Bella, who was playful this whole time, got serious. She got her feet out from under the table and leaned in closer to him.

"What… did… you… do….?"

"I would show you but I gave them both a sleeping draught, they will be asleep for another 2 hours at least. Let’s just say I pushed it a little too far last night and their body needs the rest." He smirked.

"Such a sadist," she laughed, "you got to learn how to control yourself. Now, what did you do? I won't ask again."

"I … broke the Dark Lord’s link and I bounded with her…"

"YOU DID WHAT!"

Bellatrix got up and rushed to the bed. She moved Ginny out of Hermione’s embrace and turned her around. Hermione twitched a little but fell back asleep right away. Bella reached for her neck to see that her collar was gone to be replaced with his branding, a snake slowly slithering around her neck.

"Fucking hell Severus…"

"I would have asked but it happened organically. I couldn’t control it. I haven’t mated with them yet, but I claimed them, they are mine." He said almost growling.

"THEY? You branded both of them?? Gods," she laughed.

"I’m not mad or upset at you, I get it, they are beautiful and you are one of the strongest alphas so I respect your branding." She bowed. "But he’s going to be upset. Does he know?"

"I know, not yet."

"You will have to breed both of them, Snape."

"This I know."

He was very anxious about that part. Not that he didn’t want to. But he didn’t want to raise children around the dark lord for a very obvious reason.

"I have this under control. I have been an Alpha for years and never found a mate. Surely after everything I did for the Dark Lord, he would forgive me this little … transgression."

She smirked.

"You are right, I was heading there if you want, we can tell him together and make the transfer official. I will even say it makes me happy, 4 slaves were too much."

"And why would you do that Bella?"

She had a dreamy look; she was lost in her thoughts.

"Let’s just say that I know what it is to have the love of your life given to someone else." She had a sad expression on her face.

She was deeply in love with Voldemort. Everyone knew that, but he didn’t love her back. At least not like a lover, his love for her was like the love a father gives to his daughter. Deep, unconditional but not romantic. She was still longing for him even if, when he realized her feelings for him, he forced her into a pureblood marriage with Rodolphus Lestrange. A spineless man. Fortunately for her, Rodolphus died fighting for the Dark Lord’s cause and she was now a widow.

They both gave an agreeing look to each other and made their way to the throne room, where they would talk to their Master about their plans.

*****

After Severus got dressed properly, he and Bella made their way into the throne room, letting the 2 girls sleep. He was sitting in his giant chair, made out of the wand of the fallen. When they entered the room, the Dark Lord gestured to them to come closer. They bowed in front of him and welcomed him politely.

"Great Bella, my lovely pet, I was anxious for your arrival, you travelled well?"

"Yes, my Lord, I do have what you require. I put it in the treasury."

She kneeled in front of him, he petted her hair softly

"Good, I’m proud of you, I didn’t think otherwise."

"Thank you, my lord," she was all giggly and purring.

They forgot about Severus' presence as Bella gave her report to him. After she was finished with it, she looked at Severus and winked. He swallowed hard and took all his courage to talk.

"My Lord," Severus started," I have some new developments to report."

"Yes, Severus what is it? Did you find a permanent solution to my … situation?"

"Yes, my Lord I am brewing the antidote at this moment but it will take at least until the next full moon in 3 weeks to be ready. It’s a very delicate process."

"You please me Severus, I knew with some… motivation you could do it." He laughed.

The motivation in question was round and a round of crucios.

"If I may, that is not the development I was implying."

"Oh, then go ahead."

"I have removed Bella’s and your ownership over Miss Granger and Miss Weasley, and I bounded with them."

All expressions of contempt left his face to leave room for anger.

"If I can interfere," Bellatrix said, "I did permit him to use my pet while I was gone and we did communicate in my absence of his desire to take Ginny under his ownership. Four slaves were very generous of you but it was a lot for me to manage, especially since I’m one of your best field agents. Severus has more time since he’s mostly here brewing for your needs."

She knew what to say to change his perception. And she also was one of the only ones, except Severus himself, to be able to do so without ending up dead.

"mmm, and you will keep our plan in action will you not?"

"I will, my Lord."

"I know that Bella wanted Ginny breed by one of the Weasley or... Longbottom, is it? Will that be an issue?"

"With all due respect my lord," Bella said, "I would rather see her getting knocked up by the old professor that had been raping her than this stupid Neville and the lot of them. Plus, she is not defiled yet. Maybe we could do an event out of it!"

She and the dark lord were laughing. They seemed pleased and very excited but Snape wasn’t. He was horrified that he had to take the purity of one of his students in front of all these Death Eaters.

"That is a good point, I love this turn of events. Severus, we will make the celebration for Monday. That will give you enough time to get them ready and Bella is in charge of the event." He turned around dramatically. "Ah and Severus, they better still be intact by Monday. I don’t think I need to explain to you the consequences if you don’t"

He looked at him with a dead look.

"I’m sorry my lord, you said them? Aren’t we talking about Ginny"

"Oh yes but since you branded the Granger girl too, I thought we could make the most out of it. You will take the purity of both girls on Monday in front of all of us. That is going to be interesting." He smiled, which was very ugly for the man who never smiled.

"Yes, my Lord, Thank you my Lord for this gift, it’s too generous."

"Severus, you may leave now."

"Yes, my Lord"

Snape was livid. He exited the throne room and walked down the hall to hide in the staircase. He was panicking. His normally very composed mind couldn’t keep up. This was sick. The old professor took his student in front of all of them. He clenched his stomach and vomited on the side of the stairs. This was too much. How was he going to announce that to his now mate? He cast a spell and headed to the garden, he needed fresh air.

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Severus was walking, lost in his thoughts. He just aparated from the manor to his secret, cottage home, in the middle of the Hatfield forest. No one knew about it and it was for the best. This was his last resort. If the plan in place didn’t work, he would bring HIS 2 witches here to protect until the safe house in Canada was ready. With the help of distant friend he made in his college years, he was building a community. He met them in a trip he took in the US after getting his mastery, trying to find followers for the dark lord. It turns out they were the farthest from what wanted to be an ally. But he didn’t care. They were the best human he ever met. He keep close to them toward the years but kept them a secret to himself. When he contacted them about a year ago, to set the plan in motion, they all put all their energy in the making of the community for the young wizards under Snape’s care. He was going to keep his promise to Lily and to Dumbledore. He would get them out of there even if their original plan failed. The vast forests of Canada would make it close to impossible for them to be found. They could have a new life. They could rebuild and live in peace.

His cottage in the Hatfield forest was heavily warded to keep Death Eaters and Muggles away. It was is safe heaven but he didn’t have time to visit in a while. When he got back from his last meeting with Voldemort, he needed some space. It was the perfect time to check in with his friends about the community. He walked in the cold forest, his face hiding in his big scarf, his mind, lost deep into his thoughts. Once he passed the wards and the slashing cold is suddenly more bearable. With a swift movement of his hand, the door opened for him. He cleaned his boots on the entry mat and removed them slowly. Closing the door behind him, he got reassured by the sight. Everything was where it was left. The cottage was basically 3 rooms and a basement. The main room was a kitchen, a dining room and a library. Open floor, and vast, just enough for a couple to live in comfortably. There was 2 doors on the right side. One was leading to a decent bathroom and the other to his bedroom. Everything in a grey and green colour scheme. He just loved these paired together.

Like 2 other witches he knew. His mind was playing tricks on him. Everything was reminding him of either Hermione or Ginny.

Determinate to take some time for himself even if he couldn’t be away from his omega for long, he decided to check in with his friends first. Get that out of the way. He stood in front of the fireplace and called away. After a few minutes, the voice of a small child answered him :

"Who is it," the little boy said shyly.

Severus, stern and tense composure relaxed instantly at the sight of the boy.

"Laurent, it’s uncle Sev, how are you?"

The little boy jumped up and down energetically.

"ITS UNCLE SEV MAMA!!! Ma ! It’s ...."

And Severus lost the rest because the little boy left the room. He chuckled at the sight. A moment later, a woman came to the floo frowning.

"6 months SEVERUS !"

"I know.. I can explain. Could I come in ?"

"Password..."

He smiled, he loved that they put all these little codes. It was comforting.

"Apendix"

"Come in !"

Severus closed the floo call and stepped in the chimney to appear in the living room of a large cottage in the middle of nowhere. He was one of the rare person to have an international floo network directly connected in his house. Obviously they didn’t get it legally but that’s beside the point isn’t ?

Compare to the gloomy and cold aspect of the Malfoy Manor, this house was heaven. Warm oranges colours were harboring the walls, big open window with a bright shiny sun coming in. Severus' shoulder instantly relaxed. It was his peaceful retreat. The little kid instantly ran into him.

"Uncle Snevelus !"

Severus kneeled down to him and hugged the little guy tight.

"Laurent, how is my favorite little guy ?"

Laurent giggles and pulled Severus closer, he whispered in his ear.

"I be a big brother ! But shhh it’s a excrete."

"You mean secret ?"

"No no excrete, like in don’t tell !"

Severus laughed heartily.

"Yes alright I won’t tell anyone. Promise"

Severus gave his pinky to the boy for him to take but the boy got too excited and ran out in the garden passing his very pregnant mother.

"Cleodora, I see it’s not such a secret after all."

He got close and hugged the woman. She was one of his oldest friend, and most trusted one too. She must have been in her 6th month.

"Yes well... you would have known that if you would have called us !"

She was sending him an angry look, but that didn’t last. She left his arms quickly and she looked at him up and down.

"You smell different. You also look horrible, you are coming with me, this moment !"

She pulled him in the adjutant kitchen and sat him on the island next to the gigantic window. With a swift of her wand, a chocolate croissant and bacon appear next to him.

"Your favorite now spill."

She sat next to him and looked at him intently. He looked in a distance, the community was there, in front of him, getting built. 10 small houses were built. In the distance, 3 men were working on the last 2. She saw him look outside and she put her hand on his.

"They are almost ready Severus, we are only have to work on making a sustainable environment. We ordered the farm animals we should get them in a month."

"it’s too long.."

Severus said darkly.

His face darken. He tensed all of a sudden.

"Severus, we are only behind a couple of months... my situation stopped the progress and we all have to work in the week. Since you stopped coming it slowed down the progress..."

"I know, You are all doing amazing and I’m very grateful."

"What happened ?"

"I ... did something very wrong."

"Severus, we went through this. You were a spy, you did what that old man told you, Now you are just trying to get out of it and protect those kids. You are a good man."

"I ... mark them. I claimed them."

"who..."

"Hermione and Ginny, they were my student Cleodora, They trusted me. I’m disgusting, I had to cast an extension charm to be able to be away from them. I don’t even know how long it will work until they start to hurt.. I made the bond very tight to protect them but I’m starting to think it may have been a bad idea. Maintaining the extension charm is draining me."

A tear fell out of his eye. Severus didn’t cry. But he was at loss. In all these years of self hatred that was the pinnacle  of it. She looked at him, not in fear or disapproval. She was curious. She wanted to understand.

Laurent busted into the kitchen, screaming about a bee that wouldn’t leave him alone. Calmly, his mother explained to him that if you left the bee alone it wouldn’t hurt him. The little boy, happy, ran back out to see the bee.

"You are no such thing. I have known you for over 15 years. If anything, you are giving too much of yourself. Look at you ! You have lost at least 10 pounds since I last saw you. You looked like you got ran over by a train, for Merlin sake,"

He sadly looked at the floor, he knew too well that she was right. He was barely eating and taking all of them alive was taking all his energy.

"Bella was going to have Ginny get pregnant by her brothers. Her BROTHERS, for gods sake, just for fun... So I went over there and I got her out while Bella was away. They... both got on me. Her and Hermione. They kept asking me to do ... things.. things I should not have done to them Cleo. But they pushed and pushed and I felt it. Hermione she presented and she was compatible. This is the first time it happens to me. My whole life after Lily... and now I have my ex-student begging me to be in my bed because she wants control on how she loses her virginity. But Bella came back early and Ginny and..."

He started to panic but she took him in her arms in a soft embrace.

"Breath in... Breath out Severus... explain it to me calmly."

"I ... The dark lord order me to have them lose their virginity in an event, Cleodora I can’t do this. It's even worse then you think!  He asked me to go on with their sick plan. I have to impregnate them... BOTH OF THEM."

And he let it out, everything that happened in the last 6 months, how the plan failed, how he was doing his best. He cried for what it felt like forever and then she finally spoke.

"Delay it, Severus, as much as you can. We will have it ready soon. We will work on the wards. We will put the Fidelius charm in place and you can have them move in by the end of the week. We won’t have much, but at least they will be safe. I will contact the secret keeper when you leave."

Severus calmed down.

"Thank you, I don’t think I could survive doing those things to them Cleo. I will move them to the secret cottage in England on Thursday and we will wait for 2 weeks to travel again here. It should leave you enough time to prepare."

They had a solid plan. Severus looked at the pain au chocolat in front of him. Suddenly feeling a little lighter he took a big bite into it

.

"That’s a good boy !" Cleo said half teasing him

.

He looked at her growling of pleasure. Her croissant were amazing, Cleo was a chef, she studied farm to table cuisine her whole life. She made her own butter by hand, with the help of her man.

You see, Cleo presented as an omega 2-3 years before Severus met her. Back then, she already had one Alpha, Raphael. They met when she presented. She was on her way home from school for the summer when she presented in the carriage. 4 other Alpha was also there but Raphael got in front of her and promise to kill anyone that would touch an unclaimed omega in their first heat. He waited heat before he claimed her. He wanted her to be sure she was all herself again before making a life long decision. Her second mate, Mateo, came after she had met Severus. Severus and her were in a field trip to find rare potion ingredient when she got an unexpected heat. She wasn’t suppose to have one for another 5 days. Severus and her were not compatible scent wise so he didn’t get affected like with Hermione but it was still destabilizing. Severus having a lot of control on himself he decided to take her to safety in the closest muggle village. The owner of the first inn they saw was, in fact, a wizard. He recognized the heat and offer shelter to both of them. He isolated Cleo until it passed but she had made an impression on him. When they got back home, Cleo talked about adding mates to their relationship to Raphael. Raphael was really ok with it and Mateo started courting her. After 6 months of courting, they mated and Mateo moved in with them. Alexandre was her last addiction and the biological father of Laurent. She met him in an apprenticeship with one of the best potion master. He was his son. They instantly hit it of mentally. While Mateo and Raphael were building their career and providing a safe home to Cleo that was still studying Alexandre was a caregiver and contrary to the others, a beta. He took care of the house and was eager to start a family. When he moved in with the others, they quickly realized they all had chemistry. So then Alexandre became the partner of Cleo, Mateo and Raphael. Together, they had a home in  Toronto. Raphael was a real estate agent for wizards that wants to live in muggle community, Mateo was an architect and Alexandre helped Cleo at their local bakery. When Laurent came along, he and cleo took turn at the bakery but after a while, he left the business and became a full time stay at home dad. Even more so, since they started a community project. Their plan was to be in their cottage in the middle of the wood in the weekend to help Severus built the community but to be in their hometown in the week. After 4 months they decided to sell their home and just buy a small apartment to connect their floo there. It was cheaper and they really liked the cottage better. When Severus first got to them about his plan to retire in a safe community, away from war, they knew they wanted to be part of that. They knew everything about his story and when the war was won by Voldemort they speed up the process.

Severus ate his bacon and asked Cleo how she and her mates were feeling. Cleo cheerfully got him up to date and served him a cherry danish.

"Cleo you are overfeeding me..."

"Looks like you need it Sev. It’s nice to see you. We were all worried about you."

That was Raphael that just came in from the garden. They all sat there and talked for what felt like hours. After yet an Another delicious meal, Severus got up to get the dishes away. On the way there, a sharp pain overcame him.

*MASTER SNAPE I’M IN DANGER*

"Severus, are you alright ?" Cleo was all over him, in his pain he didn’t realized he dropped the plates and they shattered on the floor.

"Hermione... something is wrong. I need to go."

On this he ran into the floo to go back to his cottage. From There he ran outside and apparated to the Malfoy manor.

The closest he was getting the more pain he could feel.

In the Manors Library, the same day, a little earlier

Before he left for the day, Severus took Hermione and Ginny to the library of the Manor. The walk there was very quiet,without a word. Per usual, he left her there with a guard and she was to reorganize the space. Today she felt extra motivated since she had Ginny to help her out. Ginny was going through a stack of books on wizard fashion and Hermione was going to work on the restricted section. The section was in a separate room but accessible from the library. Before she left she stayed with Ginny a little bit to chat.

"Why do you think he was so quiet today ? You think he regrets his choice ?" Hermione said to Ginny.

 "I don’t think so, it was more then that. I think he saw the Dark Lord. I felt his presence in our bond."

"Ginny you are so good at it. For me I can just feel all our emotions in all time."

"Talking about that, I can’t feel Severus, it’s actually odd. I feel... empty. He must have cast a charm because usually it hurts just having him at the other side of the manor."

"I hope everything is alright ..."

"Less chatting, more working !" Barked the guard.

"Yeah yeah..."

Hermione left the oval main library to go in the restricted section. When the caged door closed behind her she heard a noise.

"Hello, anyone here ?"

But no one answered, she shrugged and got to work. She took a pile of book that was in the middle and got in a back shelf to put it where they belonged. Facing the shelf she got on her tippy toe to reach the last shelf. Suddenly, she got pulled out of the shelf and against the wall harshly. Surprised, she let out a small scream but the man put his big hand on her mouth to shut her up. Crouch, was pressing her hard against the wall. She could feel his hardness against her.

"Well well well, looks like Snape left you alone after all."

Her eyes, widen, she tried to push him away but he wouldn’t let her.

"Shhhh, don’t worry I will take good care of you."

She looked away from him, she didn’t want to see his face.

She was defenseless without her magic. She tried to hit him on the feet but he just pushed her tights apart. His hissing tongue, lingering on her neck, surprisingly cold and wet. He pulled her from the wall and slammed her, face down on a nearby table. Shifting her flimsy dress to the side to access her bare ass. At the contact of his hands on her lower back tears fell out of her. Where was Severus ?

Severus... the BOND !

*Ginny bring the Guard. HELP me, Crouch is there *

No response she then realize she couldn’t feel or hear any of them.

"Did you finally understand ? This place is warded so heavily no one can hear you." He laughed

"No please, please let me go"

"Oh now you are begging... please do, it makes me harder." With a swift of his wand her wrist and ankle were tie to the

tables leg. Stretch out she felt vulnerable. She was still a virgin. She didn’t want him to be her first.

Crouch walked around the table to face her. in front of her he started patting his dick through his pants. Growling at the sight in front of him

"Merlin, I’m going to destroy that tight little pussy of yours"

"NO please, please I’m claimed, you can’t do this."

He got close to her face and whispered in a very perverse way,

"You think that would stop me ?"

"Snape will kill you for this."

She said that with all the courage she could gather.

"You are a toy, and Severus needs to learn to share his toys.

I’m sure the Dark Lord won’t mind."

"I ... I ... please.."

"I what ? Mud blood lost her tongue."

She had to think, and fast. What could dissuade him to rape her right there.

"I’m a virgin please let me go, you can’t take that from me, he only took me anally to preserve me for the reproduction effort. He was going to make a potion out of my virginity blood to make me more fertile."

This was a total lie but Crouch smiled widely.

"Isn’t ? That old bat is full of surprised... well good thing you have other holes" In a fast movement he got out of his trouser and started beating his cock, hard, in front of her.

"Fuck that makes me want you even more, open your filthy mouth.," She fought him, she refused to open her mouth but he pressed hard on the side of her jaw and she was force to open it. Quickly he pushed his cock deep in her mouth.

"If you bite me, I’m going to go out in that library and kill your little friend do you hear me. If you fight me

more I’m going to rape her and kill her." That stopped her fight. She just wanted her friend safe. Crouch pushed his cock in the back of her thought hard and deep. She gaged on it and saliva filled her mouth. Tears falling down her face, she felt his cock twitched in her mouth.

"oh fuck yes"

He pushed in her mouth back and forth, spit dripping down her face, he was relentless.

*Ginny, Snape please help me*

Still no answer

Crouch put his hand around her neck and choke her. She couldn’t breath. Everything around her started to spin and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up soon after, her mouth was free of him. His disgusting salty taste in her mouth but he was missing. A few second later she felt it. A length, pressing on her rosebuds.

"NO, NO PLEASE CROUCH !"

He laughed and pushed himself in the tight entrance of her ass. It burned, it was so painful she almost passed out again.

"Ohh fuck yes, you are even tighter then I thought."

Panting he starting hammering in her, fast and hard. She barely had time to get use to the sensation. From the corner of her eye she could see something move. It was Ginny. She was hammering against the cage door. His rimming got harder and the pain got so high. He was getting of on her being in pain. He took his wand from his side and pointed it in her back, casting a dark slicing spell marking her, blood spilling on the floor. She screamed and he pressed harder. She couldn’t take the pain anymore and she lost consciences again. Ginny on her side of the room could see what was happening, she tried everything the door wouldn’t move. He was in her mouth slamming in her. She didn’t look conscient. She felt powerless. But then she remembered, the bond ! She focused on Snape, far away. She emptied her mind to try to locate him. Breath in, breath out. And she found him ! She felt him and for that second she yelled *MASTER SNAPE I’M IN DANGER* And she went back at the door, pulling, pushing anything! She started crying. She looked inside again and he was behind her

"NO don’t you dare you scum !"

She was yelling, she tried to get the guard to help but he wouldn’t move from his post. When she got back to the door Hermione was not moving anymore, her eyes close.

"HERMIONE WAKE UP YOU GOTTA FIGTH."

Tears runny down her face, she didn’t ear the door of the library slam open. A few second later, Severus, was next to Ginny.

 "Severus! Oh merlin, he’s hurting her DO SOMETHING."

That’s all he needed to hear. A blast of uncontrolled magic flew the door open. Snape entered the room, his robes billowing behind him. He didn’t have time to say anything, or do anything. Snape was enraged and he wouldn’t let that got.

"I told you not to touch what it MINE! AVADA KEDAVRA "

The green strike hit Crouch in the chest fast and light left his body. Without any thought he covered Hermione with his cloak.

"You... killed him." Ginny said in a breath,

"I promised to protect you. And that’s what I’m doing. Plans are changing. Get Hermione. We are leaving."

Together they lifted Hermione and they pulled her out of the Manor to the apparating point.

In a crack, they were gone.

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Seconds after the horrible events, Snape apparated them to the safe house slash cottage. Ginny vomited the second the swirling stopped. She was still holding onto a fainted Hermione. After what happened, she refused to leave her side. Snape could see her struggle so he got to her side and put his hand on her back. She jumped. He could feel her fear in their bond. It was excruciating.

“Ginevra I’m not going to hurt you…”

She throws up again. She wasn’t used to apparition anymore and without her magic to stabilize herself she couldn’t help her vomiting reflex. After her last effort, she sat back, holding her friend in silence.

“Please, talk to me… Snape begged her”

“Or what ? You’ll  kill me ?”

She didn’t mean to be so harsh to him, but she was overwhelmed by everything. Hermione being abused in front of her, the apparition, being far from Snape for so long. 

But for him, it had the same effect of a knife in his heart. 

He got up and stepped away from her coldly, turning his back to her.

“I did it to protect both of you…”

“YOU KILLED A MAN. Without even a glimpse of a thought” She whispered the last part.

“I… would do it again” he looked at the floor, sadness filled him.

She was right, he was a monster. Whatever story he would tell himself he would always be evil.

She felt the whole intensity of his emotion. Occluding was apparently not working for them anymore. At least not facing so much raw emotion. She couldn’t bear the feeling. She got up and reached for his hand and hugged him around the waist.

“shhh calm down, you are fine. It’s just the shock and the emotions. I know you met well.”

“I’m a monster Ginevra, I should not have a bond with the both of you. I put you in danger.” He stopped his mind from racing.

 “Now let’s go. We need to get Hermione to safety and clear this mess”

With a swift movement, he got on his knees, picked up Hermione and put her on his shoulder. Ginny was quite impressed by his strength. She also wondered why he just didn’t use his magic. He started walking and she followed him quietly. After a while, she broke the silence.

“I love you…” Ginny said, with the most confidence she could gather.

Severus stopped. He turned around and looked at her, his mouth wide open by the surprise. He really looked like a codfish right now.

“Excuse me ? He said punctuating every word of it”

“I… I said I love you. She was looking at the ground, shy, her cheeks in a deep shade of red. 

“I know it’s very premature, I just know it deep in my heart. I could forgive you the worst of things. You gave your life for us. You didn’t hesitate to kill … a man for us. I trust you. I trust that you will be good to us. Even after we are out of trouble…”

 He was filled with emotion. All he wanted was to answer I LOVE YOU TOO GINNY. But he didn’t. He didn’t want to make a false promise to her. He didn’t want her to get used to him and his love because he knew he could surely die soon. So instead he took her wrist and pulled her to keep walking.

“I don’t care if you don’t say it back. I can sense what you are

feeling.”

He stopped abruptly,

“I am trying to protect you. It doesn’t matter what I feel.”

They resumed their walk. After another 30 minutes, they arrived at their destination. Snape opened the gate and entered the garden in the front. He felt the warmth of his wards welcome his mates and him home.

“What is this place ?” Ginny asked.

“It’s my cottage.. It’s a safe house. No one knows about this place so we can hide here while we think about a plan. However, we can’t stay here forever, we need to come up with something… fast.”

Severus put an unconscious Hermine on the sofa. He left the room to go get potions and salve and came back to tend to her bruises. Crouch really did a number on her. She was half naked. He had ripped off most of her uniform, the monster. Ginny joined them and tied up Hermione’s hair to get it out of the way. Snape was assessing the damage while casting diagnostics spells on her. Her hip was covered in bruises and scratches, her scalp was raw, she had a few broken ribs and her holes… she was covered in blood. It didn’t last long but he really damaged her. HIS property. Anger flared in him but he focused on the task at hand. Healing her before she wakes up. He started chanting his best healing spells on her. Wounds became scars. The fucker used dark magic, she would be scar for life. Trembling, he took the salve container to put it on her. He was tearing and trembling. What had happened ? A soft hand pulled him out of his stupor. It was Ginny who took the container from him and started to apply it on her.

“Thank you” he said, his eyes full of tears threatening to fall down.

“She is going to be fine… I wish I could help you more but you know… no magic.” Ginny said half smiling, half teasing. 

“Actually you don’t have the Dark Lord’s collar anymore and you are out of the wards of the Malfoy Manor. You can use magic. I would start simple for now. You have been restricted for so

long.”

“Sir, I don’t have a wand…”

“Yes.. Actually your wand is safe but it’s not here now. It would be too long to explain”

She nodded. She trusted his judgement.

After being done healing, tending to her bruises and washing her clean, Snape poured a Dreamless sleep potion into Hermione’s mouth and got her into his bedroom. With Ginny close, he tucked her in and caressed her hair.

“She will need all the sleep she can to heal before she needs to face the reality of what happened” He said looking far in the distance. “ Let’s go make a fire and tea. We need to talk”

Ginny and Severus left the room and sat in front of the fire. They both were sitting on his green sofa. Ginny put her hand on his and looked at him with a soft smile.

“You saved her, now…” she swallowed hard “We need to tell Voldemort that she is dead. 

They both knew it was the only way. But there was a major problem, Ginny couldn’t occlude. The Dark Lord will see right through their plans.

“We need to find a way for you to occlude” Snape said “I can change memories pretty easily but with you never attempting occlusion…”

She looked at him charming

“I could try, I swear I will do my best !” she smiled ”I wish you could do it for me” she giggled.

He took her hand suddenly and pulled her against his chest to hug her tightly. Every once of restraint was gone.  

“Ginny you brilliant witch. That’s it ! I can do it for you. Like I took the pain of that Cruciatus Curse for you”

They took hours to formulate the semantic of their plan. They would say Hermione was killed by Crouch, that Snape killed Crouch out of revenge and that he had to leave to grieve. Snape made a promise to Ginny that he would never leave her side. He extended the bond on Hermione so it wasn’t as restricted, so they could be apart for a longer period. After that, Ginevra laid down on Snape to relax.  

Ginny looked up and looked at him, he was smiling. He looked way younger when he wasn’t brooding. She reached up, their lips almost touching. Their breathing accelerated. And he caved in. He catches her lips and gives her a passionate kiss. Not the one filled with desire, or lust. It was filled with promises and love.

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Severus was kneeling in front of the Dark Lord, Ginny behind him.

They had to leave the comfort of the cottage to go back to the Manor. They couldn’t stay longer; it would have raised suspicion. In the meantime, Hermione woke up. She panicked at first. She destroyed the bedpost curtain, emptied the books out of his books shelf and had undo her healing bandage. Severus had taken her in his arms, explained to her where they were and their plan. She had a sharp mind and he knew that she would respond well to specific explanations and he was right, she calmed down after hearing his story. They had cuddled. Him, her and Ginny until she would be out of her initial shock. After 2 days, she shared with them that she wished to move on from this and never speak of it again. They respected her wishes and they started to make the cottage their temporary home. Ginny, who had learned a lot about plants, focused on the magical and muggle garden outside. Hermione reorganized all his library to his deepest annoyance but she needed it so he calmed down and let her do what she wanted. Severus used that time to get to know them. He would cook for them and he would spend time with them.

One morning, he went to the nearest market to get plants, seeds and flowers Ginny needed. Coming back she was already outside preparing her soil. She was beautiful. He got lost in her motivation and beauty. He never used to look at her that way and he still felt like he shouldn’t.

“I think you are gorgeous too” Ginny said

She said smiling without even looking up at him. She was so focused on her work.
He let out a small laugh blushing. That did it. Her head peaked up. That was a sound she didn’t hear him do often but she loved it.

That night, they were all in the living room together. Hermione was putting books away, Severus was reading in his chair by the fireplace and Ginny was fast asleep on the loveseat next to him. After putting a particularly heavy book about transfiguration, Hermione approached Severus. Standing in front of him she pushed his book aside and sat to curl on him. He was amazed how comfortable she got with him in such a short time.
“I can feel your guilt in our bond Severus” Hermione whispered, she didn’t want to wake up Ginny.
He swallowed hard, the tightness of the bond he created was way deeper then he anticipated.
“I… can’t help it. I should have been there, "he said plainly.
“It’s not your fault… If it wasn’t from you I would probably be in way worst shape now”
She perked up and gave him a soft chast kiss on his cheek. He blushed like a randy teenager. They had done way more together before but this was the first time outside of Malfoy Manor. It was different. He pulled her tighter and hugged her for the rest of the night. He couldn’t bring himself to kiss her fully.

After a total of 4 days, however, Severus was summoned. His mark was unbearably painful so Ginny and he, left Hermione to go back to the Manor. That’s how they end up where they are.Kneeling in front of the Dark Lord.
“Legilimens” Voldemort did not hesitate. He scraped and trashed his mind thoroughly. It wasn’t gentle, it was rough and deliberate. Severus, however, was expecting it. He had created the perfect memories. He modified the memory of Crouch behind Hermione. She was lying motionless in front of him and the spell got out of Snape and hit Crouch right in the chest “Avada Kedavra”, Ginny screaming “She’s dead” and crying on top of her lifeless body. Harshly he extracted himself from Snape.

“Well… He had it coming” The Dark Lord said. “I am displeased with you, Severus. You failed to protect the mudblood. She was YOUR responsibility !”

Severus kept his head down ashamed of himself. He spoke firmly.

“I am awfully sorry I failed you my Lord, I let anger overcome me.”

The Dark Lord looked at him. He got up from his throne and walked behind him, scraping his sharp wolf like nails on his back. Snape hissed at the contact.

“I expected more from you. There was one rule. Keep them… ALIVE. Where were you, Severus ? Don’t answer that.. I know where you were. You were seen in Knockturn Alley. I would have thought that 2 slaves would have been enough to satiate you” He laughed.

“With all due respect my Lord, in our last conversation I was to keep away from them until the… event” He said with a stern mask.

“Hush Severus, I don’t blame you. Since my little Harry woke up from his coma, I can’t wait to have him. I am positively giddy. But you see, I'm taking my time with him. You understand that while I do, I feel quite… Needy”

That sent a chill in Snape’s back. He understood perfectly what he was implying. He wanted someone to play with. In the past Severus always was able to get out of his games but he doubted he could this time. Ginny, on her side, peaked up at the mention of Harry. He was alive! What she could not imagine is this evil man bedding her friend.

“Disrobe Snape” The words felt like a cold bath for both Snape and Ginny.

“My Lord, I am grateful for the chance to redeem myself but could Mrs. Weasley joined her brothers while we processed”

The Dark Lord looked at him, thinking. After a few seconds he burst out laughing.

“I think you must learn something out of this, Severus. Never… have her leave your sight, do you understand me?”

With that threat, Voldemort took his wand and pointed it to Severus' face.
“I said… Disrobe”

Severus got up from his kneeling position. Turning his back to his Master and to Ginny to slowly remove his cloak. Then he undid his many buttons. He was sweating. He did not look forward to what was about to happen. After discarding the last of his clothing, he turned around to face them again. He could feel how sorry Ginny was for him. He didn’t want her to feel that way. He would do anything to protect them, including getting fucked by the Dark Lord.

“Aren’t you a sigh for the eye?” He said, licking his lips eagerly.

Lifting his wand he scraped the tip on Snape’s back creating a long burning strike against his skin. He kept going at it over and over again. After 30 strikes Severus was barely standing anymore, panting heavily.

“You witness what will follow before Severus, do I really have to tell you what to do ?”

He needed to say more.Painfully, he got on his four, hands and knees down. He felt exposed. He saw it happen many times before but this was humiliating. Especially in front of his mate. Soon, he felt the warmth of a cleansing spell inside of him. It was happening way sooner. He would take torture everyday if he could avoid what was happening. He could hear Voldemort beating his cock faster by the minute. Ginny’s anxiety was crippling.

“What do we say ?“ Voldemort said

Snape hesitated, he didn’t want to say it out loud in front of Ginny but he knew he had to.

“Please my Lord, fuck me” he said trembling to stay still.

“My pleasure”

He got behind him and pulled his hair to make him arch. Severus groaned as he felt Riddle’s dick at his entrance. Bracing himself he shut his eyes close and occluded the best he could. He felt the burning sensation filling him. It was horrible. Severus never had a dick in his ass before and he would never do it again. Willingly at least.

“Mmm so welcoming”

The Dark Lord was rimming him fast and hard, giving him no mercy or room to adjust. He felt like someone was ripping his insides with a blade.

* Severus… Transfer the pain to me * Ginny said through their bond.
* No. Just… look away* Snape thought softly.

And she did. She looked away to leave him some kind of privacy.

“You feel so good, Severus, you are so tight” Voldemort moaned between thrust

He grabbed Snape by the hip tight, bruising him in the process and slammed hard inside him. His breathing was getting more labored. One hand left his hip to scrape his already throbbing back adding to his wounds. Severus hissed but refused to give him the satisfaction to cry or scream. Soon, Severus felt the engorged member for his master swallow. He was close and he needed him to be done. He trusted him hard to provide him extra stimulation and it worked. Voldemort spurred his seed deep in his ass. Panting heavily, Tom got back to his throne and looked down at Severus with a smirk.

“This is your last warning. Do you hear me, Severus? Get your slave and get out of my sight.”

Voldemort took the parchment at his side and started reading. Severus gathered his cloak and trouser, took Ginny by the arm and pulled her out of the room. In silence they made their way to his chambers. He closed the door behind her and warded the room.

“Severus…” she said softly.

“Don’t” raising his hand to sign her to be quiet. “We won’t speak of it… ever”

And he disappeared in the bathroom. Leaving her in the bedroom, alone.

There, he took a hot steaming shower trying to remove the feeling of disgust that washed over him. After applying healing ointment and taking some pain reliever potion, he got out to find Ginny waiting for him in bed. He crawled in bed next to her, took her in his arms and let the potions do their work. Fast enough he was asleep while she was wide awake.

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It was an unusual warm day for the winter temperature. Fred and George were tasked to clean the garden in preparation for the spring and an event coming that night. Bella could have sent them out any day for the cleaning but she sent them today. On the hottest day of the week. Fred was gathering the broken branches while George was shoveling. Lost in his thoughts, Fred didn’t hear his brother talk to him.

“FRED !”

He turned around to see his brother next to him his hand on his shoulder

“Are you ok mate ? I was asking you what you wanted to eat for dinner. We have a leftover of sausage but the elf brought us so Turkey we could try that. I’m sure we can figure it out, it’s just another type of chicken..”

“George, don't you think it’s odd that she asked us to clean the garden today?”

Fred’s face changed. He was doing that rictus he always does when he was planning a prank or thinking really hard”

“No… I heard a Death Eater say to her that apparently they have an event tonight so they need the space outside clean. Something related to the Moon”

Fred was thinking

“When did you hear them say that ?” Fred said

“I’m pretty sure it was last week?”

“EXACTLY ! She could have sent us any day. The past week was fridging. Don’t you think it’s odd she sends us on the warmer days of the week?”

He was right. That was odd. Almost like she cared about them. Thinking they each went back to their work. It was George that broke the silence

“What do you think they will be doing out there on a full Moon?” 

He shrugged

“Don’t know. Probably something horrible. Oh oh I bet you they will have a big orgy with Voldy” He laughed.

“ So close yet so far from the truth Weasley “

They both turned to face Lucius Malfoy with his son Draco. 

“Merlin’s beard, how did you get here so fast?" Fred said, still shocked. 

Lucius smiled kindly, something they were not used to. He used to look stoic and pretentious. Now he looked ravaged and sad. They were half expecting a smart retorque but it never came. 

“I apparated here. I saw you two outside and… we need to talk” 

“Piss off Malfoy,” George said bitterly.

Lucius took a deep breath. He wanted to yell at them for being so defensive but could he really blame them? The man he was didn’t inspire trust. 

“Please, I understand your feelings for us but like you Draco doesn’t have any willpower at this time. I want to get you out of here. But for that you need to trust me.”

They obviously looked at him in disbelief. He would have to show them.

“Draco sit” 

Draco sat on the floor in front of them.

“Draco, crawl in front of them saying you are sorry for existing and ask them for absolution for your crimes” Lucius said coldly. 

Draco started crawling in their direction begging them for forgiveness. They stepped back. Looking slowly back up to Lucius they understood too clearly. They could see the pain in the fathers face. He did want this.

“You don’t want this… ?” Fred said for both of them. 

“I don’t, there are plans in motion. We are getting you out of here. It will take some time in the meantime please, do not try to escape. This will only complicate things.”

“Why would we trust you?” they said reluctantly. 

 “You don’t have to… But I'm your only option at this point. I wanted to let you know that tonight, the event is about your sister… Don’t trust what you see. ”

He wanted to explain further but he could see Bellatrix coming from the other side of the garden. 

“Having fun with my toy Malfoy !” She screamed from a distance.

He looked at them with pleading eyes.

“You Wish Bella, I have my slave and that’s enough for me.”

She reached their level and leaned on Fred’s side.

“What about me? I would love to see Draco clinging on Fred’s dick”

Why me, Fred thought. 

“I’m sure you would, unfortunately we have somewhere to go to and Draco needs rest before tonight, Good day” Lucius said, pulling Draco with him leaving the 3 behind. 

Fred let out a sigh, relieved he was not getting involved with that prick. Although, no one deserved what he was living. They could make the choice to obey. For him, it looked like he was under a compulsion. He couldn’t say no. If they could do that to him, maybe they could do that to any of them.

“See how easy you have it, poor Draco as no choice to fuck his dad” She laughed so hard the birds in the tree nearby got scared and left the premises. 

She took a step back and inspected their work. It was good hard work, she thought. 

“Keep the good work my lovelies, I have some matter to attend” She kiss them both on the cheek and left them behind. 

She ventured in the manor to go see the Dark Lord. Approaching the throne room, she heard the voice of the love of her life mix with someone else. Potter. She did not feel like playing aunty at all so she turned around and left for the dungeon breaking torches and painting on her way there. By the time she got there, she had let out some steam. She entered their room, which was now unlocked, and scanned the room for Ron. At the noise his head jumped up from the floor where he was on his 4, cleaning the floor. They stared at each other for a while. She walked behind him, the sound of her heel bringing shivers down his spine. Her long black nails scraping his back, he was terrified. 

“Shhh, my little Ronny, you are safe with me” she said softly.

“Please don’t hurt me Bella”

It was so genuine she felt it to her core. All this time, she was feared. The only person that didn’t fear her didn’t love her back. She wanted someone to understand her so badly. She sighs. She got up and turned around to leave, just not in the mood for what was about to happen when something unexpected happened. She felt a hand around her wrist.. Looking down she saw Ron, crawling to her, his arm on her. Not used to kindness she pulled away from him.

“What do you think you are doing?!”

Ignoring her rude tone he got up, faced her and put his arms around her into a tight hug. She didn’t know why but she started to melt into him. 

“I got you Bella”

He took a guess. He felt alone in his life. Never felt understood by his brothers and friends. He was always the stupid one, that was not worth the time to get explanations. He knew the feeling and he thought maybe that’s what she felt. Because that's what he would do. Retrieve and go away when he feels too overwhelmed and not in the mood to fight. He thought he would end up getting beat up anyway so why not try? When was the last time someone showed her kindness? To his surprise he was right ! She was as lonely as he was.

He guided her to the sofa and sat her on top of him. With one hand he embraced her and with the other he patted her in a calming, repetitive gesture. 

At that moment she knew it. She would protect that boy with her life. He was hers and she would not let him go… EVER.

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Severus woke up from a dreamless sleep. He reached next to him to get Ginny closer to him but the bed was cold and empty. Right away he panicked. He got up fast, looking around frantically. And here she was, standing in front of the fire. Warming herself. Hearing him more around, she turned to face him.

“I know we talked about you taking my .. “ she blushed deeply.

“Virginity” she said shyly. “I think it would be better if not”

Severus, surprised, joined her by the flames. He embraced her softly and breathed in her hair. He didn't care if it looked creepy, he needed her scent, the scent of her mate all over him.

“Why?” he said simply. He knew she was a smart witch and she had her reason but he was curious.

“I don’t think I can fake it. And the lack of blood would raise suspicious”

He lifted her chin up to look her in the eye.

“ I can fake the blood somehow, but I can’t really help with the reaction. I wish you would let me have your first time now. So I can show you how pleasurable it can be”

Caressing her lower back, he started kissing her neck gently and she let out a soft moan. 

“ I know you will make it pleasurable for me in the future Severus”

She pushed him away from her gently, putting a distance between them. 

“ It’s already 11 o'clock, Bella is picking me up at 12 to prepare me. Can we just cuddle until then ?” 

And they did. Sitting in front of the fireplace, in silence, they rested and enjoyed the calm before the storm. A couple of minutes before 12, Severus got a potion out of the side desk. He explained to her that it was a contraception potion. She was relieved that he thought about that for her. Soon after she swallowed it all down, Bella picked her up for the preparative. 

The day went fast. Severus was busy running errands for the dark lord and Ginny was getting a full spa treatment from Bella. After she was ready, Bella left her in the dungeon telling her she would be back when it's time. After the door closed in front of her she turned around to find Fred, George and Ron. They jumped in her direction, inspecting every inch of her body. 

“Did he hurt you?” said Ron

“Did he touch you ?” said George

“I’m going to kill him” said Fred

As much as she was glad to be in her family's arms again she knew she couldn’t tell the truth. The artifact Bella had put in the room was preventing her from talking with them privately so she did what she knew she had to do. 

“He had Hermione too, she was his slave first”

“What do you mean by ‘was’ ?” Ron said angrily 

She took her brother in her arms and patted his hair to try to sooth him out for the news.

“She is dead Ron, Crouch raped and killed her”

They all couldn’t believe it. To her surprise, all 3 guys started to cry. River of tears running down their cheeks. She knew she didn’t have a lot of time left. 

“Listen to me Ron, the event tonight that you all be at, I need to prepare you” Ginny said hurriedly

“No, No she can’t be dead” Ron was out of control. 

“RON LISTEN we don’t have time for this.. “ Ginny was trying to get his attention but nothing was working. He was devastated. Forgetting about Ron she went to Fred and George. 

“Please you got to listen, the event tonight, it’s not real, whatever happens, I am fine” 

“What is going to happen tonight?” Fred asked worriedly. 

But she didn’t have time to answer. Footstep came and blasted the door open. Snape entered the room, his teaching robes billowing behind him. He got to her level and grabbed her by her snaky collar. She didn’t even know he could do that. He grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. He leaned to her ear and way too loudly, probably for everyone to hear, he said : 

“I hope you are ready, because that cunt of yours is going to be all mine soon”

He was taunting them and it was working. He needed them to believe he was the bad guy. Right away Fred jumps on him but with one wave of his hand he shoots him against the wall. 

“See you later, Mr. Weasley” 

And he pulled her out of the room, dragging her around the Malfoy. Before they got in the throne room he stopped. And kissed her passionately. She couldn’t breath but it felt so good. It was reassuring to know he would be there with her. He pushed her against the nearest wall and cupped her soft breast, under her now transparent dress. She knew what he was doing. He wanted to make it feel good for her. 

“Spread your legs” he said softly in her ear before kissing her with fever again. 

And she did. His strong hand, calloused by years of potion making, made its way up between her thigh and to her already throbbing pussy. She was shaking, nervous but her leaking pussy was encouraging enough. Gently he inserted a finger inside of her while stimulating her clit. She let out a soft moan at the pressure inside her. It felt so good. He explored her cavity thoroughly like he was looking for something. And god he found it. Her spongy surface around her belly button. It felt like Heaven. Her walls started to pressure around his finger so he put a second one.

“Oh fuck” she said half moaning.

“Language, Miss Weasley,” he said playfully.  

She was close already, that was impressive and he knew how to push her to the edge. 

“Cum for me Gineva” he said with his baritone voice. That’s all it took. She screamed when her orgasm hit her like a wave. Breathing heavily she tried to compose herself. 

“I love you too,” he said. 

Her head shot up to look at him. She knew how hard it was for him to say that. 

“ You can do this, I will try to be gentle but I don’t think…” he said seriously

“Don’t be gentle, it could compromise our plan. I am a big girl, I can take it”  Ginny said. 

The door of the room opened slowly. It was showtime. His stern face back in place, he pulled her in the throne room. The Death Eaters were already there. They were all standing in a circle around what looked like a pedestal. Snape pulled her in the middle of them and pushed her up on the pedestal where she kneeled as instructed. Death Eaters whistled but Voldemort wasn’t there yet. Also a relief, her brothers were not there. Soon, everybody got quiet and the Dark Lord made his big entrance, followed by what looked like a young boy. Ginny couldn’t see him from that angle and she had to keep her head down.  

“Severus, you know what you have to do my boy, don’t leave us waiting, especially our guests of honor”  Voldemort said

As he said it, Fred, George and Ron were brought to the room and chained to the wall behind her. She was grateful she couldn’t see them. When she lifted her head up, guided by Snape, she saw him. Harry Potter ! He was alive but wait… He was sitting on the Dark Lord's lap.. Merlin Beards ! He was his pet. 

Losing focus of what was happening, she jumped when Snape's hand got around her neck. 

“I said lay, the fuck DOWN, on all four” Snape barked at her.

She couldn’t help it, the tears rolling out of her eyes while she choked under his strength. He pushed her to the ground. Obediently, she did what he asked for. She was facing Voldemort and Harry. Voldemort was talking to Harry in a low voice and Harry’s face was bright red. Behind her she could hear Snape getting undressed. Whipping the tears off her face she lowered her chest to the ground to present herself to him. 

“ NO ! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE DON’T YOU DARE” 

That was Fred, yelling and trying to get out of his chain. George and Ron had their eyes closed. She was grateful for that little bit of privacy they were giving her. She felt a tickle in the bond that was linking her to Snape.

  *I’m about to get really rough, brace yourself, I'm sorry* 

Snape was standing behind her. There was no ceremony, no preparation. He was beating his cock one second and the other he grabbed her hip roughly, lined himself to her tight and wet entry and he pushed hard. Once in, he grabbed her by the hard and pulled to be able to whisper things to her. 

She was crying, she knew he was thick but it felt like he was splitting her in half. Because he was pulling her hair, Ginny couldn’t see anyone. All she could see was the ceiling and she was grateful for it. It felt more intimate. 

Snape made sure he was well seated inside of her before he started to pound inside her. He was holding onto her hip so hard, she would have bruises for sure. In front of him, Voldemort was still whispering to Harry. Harry that had a raging hard on that Voldemort was touching through his pants. Most of the Death Eaters were watching gleefully. He wanted it to be over. For her and for him. He started to pound faster into her, bruising her cervix, she was so small. 

“Severus…” Voldemort said, almost like a snake. 

Snape knew what it meant. He wanted blood and pain. He wanted a show. He slipped out of Ginny and pulled her up. He put her hand against the pedestal and with his wand, slashed her back open. Slash, slash slash !

Fred was still tugging at his chain, screaming at Snape.

“ I’m GOING TO KILL YOU ! YOU BASTARD ! “

He ignored him. He slashed her 2 more times before he got behind her, spread her legs and entered her again, harder than the first time. She screamed from the pain of the slashing but once he entered her again she felt a gush of pleasure. She had to focus and stop herself from moaning but he felt it. The pressure and throbbing of her pussy around him. 

* You are wet, are you enjoying this Ginny?*  Severus said in their bond

*This is so wrong I shouldn’t be wet but you fell so fucking good inside me* Ginny said in their bond.

So he pounded into her hard and fast. He was so close, she was so tight and warm. He looked up and what he saw was very disturbing. Voldemort had Harry’s dick out and he was beating it hard.

“Fuck she is so tight I'm going to cum” Severus said before he pinned her hard against the pedestal to explode inside her. What is even more absurd is that he could feel her throb around his cock. She was coming too. 

Spent, she collapsed on the floor, thigh red from her virgin blood. Snape took a vial from his coat and collected her liquid. 

Fred was now in a fetus position, too stunned to talk.

It was Voldemort that broke the silence. 

“Harry and I would like some privacy now, you all leave this instant !” Every death eater disappeared. Fred, George and Ron were taken away. Only Harry, Voldemort, Ginny and Snape were there left. Ginny had passed out from the exhaustion and the pain so Snape bent over to take her to leave when Harry stopped him.

“I would like a turn now” 

Snape looked at him with anger. This was not the boy he thought to. Voldemort plan worked, he was really changed.

“Sweet boy, have a go but don’t cum, I want that for myself” Voldemort said. 

Snape wanted to break his dick in half but he couldn’t do anything. He was already given too many chances. So he put Ginny on the floor and looked away. He could hear the boy moan when he entered her and slammed into her.

“Oh fuck yes she feels so good, and your seed is so warm” Harry said. After what felt like an eternity he got back to Voldemort on his throne. Voldemort got on his knee and took Harry in his mouth sucking him to completion. 

“Argh Voldy I want you to fuck me so bad right now” Harry said.

“Let’s retire to our chamber, Snape get back in yours, your contribution tonight was satisfactory, Goodnight” and they both left, leaving Ginny and him alone. He felt broken and empty but now was not the time for it. So he took her in his arms and got her back in the room. He applied salves and gave her potions so she wouldn’t have scarring from that night.

At least not a physical one.

Chapter Text

Hermione was bored. It had been 10 days since Severus and Ginny left. With the modification of the bond she was physically fine without them but it didn’t change that she was worried and bored out of her mind. She took over Ginny’s garden while she was gone. It helped with the panic attacks she was having. Luckily, Severus left her with a pharmacy full of potions. From pain reliever to sleeping draughts, she had a lot of options. He also left her with an ingredient cabinet and a brewing station in case she needed something he didn’t think of.

As she was watering the plants in the garden, she enjoyed the sun. Even if the temperature was still cold, the sun was bright and she could feel the warmth on her skin. She turned around and observed the house. It was beautiful. It was peaceful and it was all she needed to heal after everything that happened in the manor. She was starting to get worried though. She didn’t think they would be gone so long. Did something happen to them ? The night before, she felt pain in their bond. It was very faint but she figured it was caused by all the wards he had put around the house. They were complicated and strong. She also suspected that he used dark magic for some of them.

Lost in her brilliant mind, she jumped when she heard the fireplace ring. Excited, she ran inside to answer the floo call. To her surprise, it wasn’t her lovers, it was a woman she had never seen before. Instinctively, she hide behind the sofa.

“Severus ?” the woman called.

Hermione stayed hidden. The last thing she wanted was to compromise their situation. Who could have had access to his safehouse? A friend ? Severus didn’t have friends. Now that she thought about it, she didn’t know him that well, he could have friends.

“Severus, are you hurt ? The wards said your safe house had someone in them.”

So this woman knew him ? She didn’t move. Instinctively, Hermione got jealous. She wasn’t the Jealous type but when it came to him and Ginny she wasn’t always rational.

“Well I know you don’t like me invading but I'm coming threw”

Seconds later, the floo fire bursted and a woman was in the living room. Hermione had no magic to defend herself so she relied on her muggle instinct. She grabbed the small table and screamed, running in the direction of the stranger. She opened her eyes to see a very pregnant and surprised witch. Anger flared in her. Severus had a wife ! How could he hide something like this?

The witch gave a swift of her wand and Hermione's table disappeared.

“WHO ARE YOU !”

Hermione asked defensively.

The woman looked at her, with kindness, putting her wand back in her heavy coat.

“Hermione !” she screamed and ran to hug her.

Hermione didn’t understand. When the woman stopped their embrace, getting why she didn’t respond to it, she started to explain who she was.

“I’m Cleodora, Severus probably didn’t have time to explain the situation to you. Could we sit and have tea ?”

Hermione nodded and went into the kitchen to start the tea, the muggle way.

Cleo could feel how cold Hermione was around her, so she started her explanation of their plan. After half an hour, and lots of tea and biscuits, Hermione's eyes showed relief.

“I’m so sorry Cleodora” she started.

“Please call me Cleo” she smiled at her.

“Cleo” she smiled back

“I thought you were maybe.. I feel silly now. I thought maybe you were pregnant from him” she blushed from shame.

Cleo laughed. A hearty, genuine laugh. The one that reminded her of Molly’s. She was obviously family. Then it hit her. Severus had a family ! She smiled.

“How long do you have left?”

“A couple of weeks, I think this is my last too. Again, I said that the last time” she laughed.

“Anyhow, I was going to tell Severus that the wards are in place, the plan can go in motion. As a matter of fact, from what you told me, I think it would be better if you come with me.”

Hermione was smart. She was told to never follow a stranger. But something deep inside her was telling her she was safe. Something she didn’t feel often. She didn’t know when Severus would be back either.

“I’m worried he won’t know where I am and get anxious.”

Cleo smiled.

“We have our ways, I'm going to leave an enchanted message to him here. If it's him, it will reveal itself, if it’s someone else it will simply show a random ad”

With a swift of her wand, she enchanted a parchment paper that she left on the table in front of the fire.

“Ready Miss Granger?” she said playfully.

Hermione took her hand and together they traveled through the floo.

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Snape was agitated. The second they got back to his room at the Manor, he started to pack. He was getting everything in Hermione’s expandable bag. Ginny, for her part, was still asleep. After what happened, he gave her dreamless sleep and mended her wound. He needed to get the other Weasley and fast. There was no more time. After what Harry did to Ginny, he doubted he could rescue him now. He was angry, exhausted and full of guilt.

Someone knocked on the door removing him from his state of despair. He opened the door ajar so the person wouldn’t see inside. Lucius was standing there, very anxious with Draco at his tail. When he saw him, Lucius pushed his way inside. Looking around, he saw that a lot of things were missing.

“You are leaving,” he said anxiously.

“Yes, I can’t stay, I was about to go get the Weasley and leave”

Pulling his wand out, Severus pointed it menacingly at Lucius. Surprisingly, Lucius took his wand and dropped it on the floor.

“Please, Severus, can we come. Wherever you are going”
Severus looked at Draco, his godson. His eyes were glassy and empty.

“I’m begging you, take at least my son”

Lifting an eyebrow, surprised, Severus lowered his wand. The Lucius he knew didn’t beg to anyone. At least not him.

“Lucius, get the Weasley. You have 1 hour. If you aren’t here with them at that time, I am leaving without you.”

“What about Draco?”

“I’m taking him with us but you need to remove his necklace” said Severus seriously.

He nodded and approached his son to remove the necklace. Draco was still in his shock state and wasn’t responsive so he hugged him tightly.

“If I'm not back in time, please, don’t listen to all these pureblood ideologies. It’s rubbish. You deserve a good life Draco. And I deeply believe Severus can give that to you”

Getting out of the embrace, Lucius looked at Severus, nodded and left the room.

Severus took Draco to the sofa and casted diagnostic spell on him. He was none verbal and looked in the void with no life in his eyes. The diagnoses were clear, he was in shock, malnourished and there was severe damage on his ribs but nothing permanent. Hopefully.

—---

Lucius got in the dungeon in a record time. Being his Manor, he knew all the tricks and tricks it hid. Opening a secret passage in the Weasley room, he found Fred and George asleep. Scanning the room he saw that the youngest son was missing. Casting a Lumos on the two sleeping, they rapidly got on their feet to kneel in front of him.

“Master Malfoy,” they said in a groggy voice.

“ There is no time for games here, where is Ronald” Lucius asked

“Bella took him hours ago, we haven’t seen him since”

“I see, have they spent a lot of time together lately ?”

The boys look at each other without answering.

“Answer me ! this is very important, if you want to see Ginevra again!”
The urgency in his voice was palping.

After a long silence, Fred spoke up

“They have been.. Spending a lot of time together. Ron is not the same. We wondered if she used a potion or spell on him. He follows her around like a puppy”

George elbowed Fred and looked at him worriedly.

Lucius pondered, he couldn’t leave without Ron but at the same time 2 was better than none at all. He didn’t want to compromise Draco’s escape. He lifted his wand and proceeded to put them in chains. As he directed the twins in the passage, he heard footsteps.

“Hurry, this way”

Together they walked back to Severus chamber without so much of a hick up. When he pulled the twin in the chamber, Snape wasn’t there.

“Severus?” Lucius screamed.

“I’m here, Coming”

When the twin looked around they saw Ginny, sleeping next to Draco on the sofa.

“Merlin, she is alive!” Fred pulled on the chain to go see her. To his surprise, Lucius let some loose out. He looked at the men that nodded at him with his approval.

He proceeded to examine her for injuries and couldn’t find any. Snape healed her ? As he looked, he saw the snake around her neck.

“What is this Malfoy?”

“I believe it’s not my place to say” He said softly.

“He is right, I think Mrs. Weasley should be the one to tell”

Snape had come out of his room. Overtook by anger, both brothers threw themself at him. Quickly, Lucius pulled the chain and they fell on the floor.

“YOU ! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU” said Fred

“WE BOTH ARE” said George

“No time for this,” said Snape coldly. “Where is Ronald Lucius?”

Lucius looked at the floor sheepishly.

“He is compromised Severus, he is with Bella”

Severus pondered.

“Fine, we can deal with this later”

He got up and took Ginny in his arms. He looked in Lucius' direction and penetrated his mind with ease. Nothing in there was telling him he should fear him.

“Follow me,” Severus said sternly.

Lucius hesitated.

“Yes you too Lucius but help me Merlin, one foot in the wrong direction and I won’t so much as hesitate to kill you, do I make myself clear?”

Lucius smiled. He actually smiled for the first time in years.

All together, they stepped inside the floo. Ginny in Severus arms, Draco at his feet. Lucius with the twins that were trying to grab and hurt Severus.

An odd bunch. But together they disappeared, for the last time, from Malfoy Manor.

Chapter Text

Stepping in the safehouse, they all tripped on each other. Severus was the only one standing safely with Ginny in his arms. Ignoring the others, he put her gently on the sofa and started to run around the house.

“Hermione?” he yelled.

The 2 twins look at each other, puzzled.

“He is losing his mind” Fred said to George

“You think he doesn’t know she’s … dead” George said.

Severus came back into the room, fear consuming him.

“She’s not here Lucius !”

Confused, Lucius looked at his friend with empathy.

“Severus, my dear friend, she is dead”

At this moment, he saw the glowing parchment on the table. He hastily moved in that direction. Fred, who was let loose in the commotion, used that distraction to sprint on him. He crashed him against the floor and started to strangle him.

“You fucking RAPPED HER ! I’m sure Hermione is dead because of you too, pureblood scum !”

George had jumped on Lucius, holding him back.

Severus looked at him with pain but he wasn’t defending himself. He deserved it. He did rape their sister in front of them.

“FIGHT BACK YOU BASTARD” Fred yelled in his face.

He started to feel dizzy. He couldn’t breathe. This was it. He wouldn’t have to live with the guilt. Fred would take care of them way more than he could now that they were safe. Cleo would eventually call and she could take them to the cottages.

“ENOUGH !” It was a strong high pitch scream that broke everyone's concentration.

Ginny was barely standing in front of the sofa.

“Fred Weasley leave my mate alone”

George let go of Lucius. Fred looked at Severus and then Ginny. Reluctantly, Fred let go of Severus.

“Ginny… Maybe you don’t remember it but… but.. What he did to you, that bastard” George said after reaching for her and helping her sit back down.

They all started to argue. Fred and George yelled while Lucius helped Snape get back up.

“ He didn’t rape me. I consented to it”

They all were shocked. Silence took over the room. Lucius took that time to heal a bloody Snape. Fred was now with Ginny and Draco was still in shock, close to his father.

“Lucius, could you take Severus and Draco to another room please ?”

With a nod, he left them alone in the living room, bringing his son and his long time friend. Snape, subtly grabbed the charmed piece of paper on their way to the bathroom

Ginny was not surprised that her mate didn’t fight her brother back. She could feel through their bond that he was filled with guilt. So she did what she did best. Tried to fix what was broken. So she started to explain the whole story to her brother.

…

Severus was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, the bleeding stopped by Lucius ministration, he was cleaning his face with a damp towel, too hurt and tired to use his magic yet. Lucius was kneeling in front of Draco, casting diagnostic on top of diagnostic.

“Draco, please talk to me” he begged him.

“Severus, nothing is showing wrong I don’t get it”

Severus kneeled in front of Draco. He knew what was wrong. His eyes, distant, he was lost. Like he was before.

“Draco, it’s Severus. You occluded so much that you are stuck now. I know you can come back. It’s safe now”

The boy stayed silent, his mind far far away. Lucius turned around and for the first time in a very long time, started to tear. Severus couldn’t remember when was the last time he saw his friend cry but he understood.

“Lucius,” he embraced his friend tightly.

“You really have changed Severus. The old you would have never touched me. I am glad I trusted you.” he pulled away from him. “I am in debt to you. You got my son safe. Anything you ask, I give you”

“There are ways, when I'm healed and stronger I will get him back… just give me a couple of days. It’s been a hard few months.” Severus promised to Lucius.

“Hermione… I can’t feel her” Severus got up fast, anxious again.

In silence, he pulled the paper from his coat. Reading it fast, his shoulder relaxed.

“She is with Cleo!”

“Who ?” Lucius said

“Cleo, my friend I was talking about. Our escape plan.”

They took Draco under their arms and left the bathroom to find 3 Weasley watching them come in.

Fred ran in his direction again. He flinched to open his eyes to an embrace.

“You saved them you bastard, why? Why did you make us believe all these lies”

Severus was shocked by the sudden affection. He didn’t deserve it.

“I… Just…”

“You don’t have to say anything now. In time” Fred said a hand now on his arm to comfort him.

Severus pulled away from his embrace and looked at Ginny. He could feel the anxiety from her at not feeling Hermione.

“I know where she is, you all will need to take the floo. Once you do, I need to go close the connection and take a portkey” Severus said

“Won’t they find out ? Portkey are registered…” George started.

“This is not exactly a legal one George,” he grinded at the young man.

“Well then, let go ! I can’t wait to see dead ‘mione” he said sarcastically.

Fred and George were first on the floo. Taking floo powder they look at Snape, waiting for the instruction.

“Your destination is going to be Oujé-Bougoumou cottages” He said to them

“ Oujé-Bougoumou cottage !” they said in tandem.

After that, it was the turn of Lucius, Ginny and Draco. Snape looked anxiously at them. He knew he was going to join them very soon but he didn’t feel good to leave both his mates alone.

“I will get her safe Severus I promise you that, Oujé-Bougoumou !”

The cottage was now empty. He went into his bedroom and pulled an old box from under his bed. Looking around, he made sure nothing was left behind by his mates. It didn’t look like it. He was now in front of the cottage. Ginny’s plant blooming under the micro climate. They were there a short time but they made it a home. He opened the box and put the portkey aside. Around the house, he set a protection ring around the area so the damage didn’t spread to the rest of the forest. Giving a last look, he brandished his wand.

“Fiendfyre”

…

Fred and George fell off the fireplace. They were usually good at floo traveling but that was nothing like what they used to take. It felt like they travelled to the other side of the world. Helping each other up, they took a look at their environment. An empty open floor plan greeted them. No one in sight, the first thing that got their attention was the smell of sugary syrup. Like honey or… maybe maple syrup ? It was a cozy home, it kind of reminded them of the Borrow. Seconds later, Lucius and Draco joined them. They appeared with grace, looking around to take in their surroundings. Stompy footsteps came from the staircase.

“Severus you bastard, how dare you leave one of your mates alone for so…..”

The wards were telling Cleo that someone came from Severus floo. Not recognizing the 4 people, the heavily pregnant witch brandished her wand.

“Who are you,”

They all step back, fear taking them. Maybe they were not safe, they all thought. It was Lucius that stepped in front of all the boys and Ginny.

“Severus sent us. He said he had to get rid of the connection before taking a portkey here. We were not safe anymore. He spared all our lives. My name is Lucius Malfoy, I know my name is associated with the Dark Lord so if you wish to imprison me please go ahead but they are innocent” he said pointing at the lot of them. “The girl also needs healing and rest.. She is one of Severus mate”

A squeaky sound came from upstairs followed by a stomping Hermione. She practically jumped from the step to throw herself at Ginny. The others watched the scene with awe. Hermione took her bathroom robe to give it to her mate that was shivering. At her contact the earth stopped turning. She had missed her mate so much. She was kissing and burying herself in Ginny’s hair and so did she. All of a sudden she didn’t need healing. She had her mate. Cleo, not wanting to interrupt their reunion, asked the boys to come with her in the kitchen.

“Hermione honey, get Ginny settle in your room I will be right up with some potions and tea”

Hermione, not leaving their embrace, got Ginny settled in her bed and they just hung out with each other, cuddling and happy with their proximity.

Cleo, in the kitchen, still had her wand out. Soon, a broad man entered the cottage by the back door, obviously in distress, his wand out.

“Who is this ? I was at the end of the land ! Is the baby ok ??” Raphael screamed out of breath.

She kissed him on the nose and it instantly soothed him down.

“This is … actually I'm not sure about them, but this is Lucius Malfoy. If I take on what Severus told us I would say these are the Weasley twins and that is… Draco isn’t ?? His nephew” Right away she could feel something was wrong with Draco. Her wand now back in the inside of her sweater, she approached the young man carefully. Protectively, Lucius stepped in front of him.

“No offense, you sound like a nice lady but my son as been through lately, and I don’t want him to get hurt again”

She could see the pain in the man's eyes. He was exhausted. They all looked malnourished and tired. Slowly, she turned around and started the kettle for some tea.

“Please make yourself at home,” she said softly.

“Home?” said Fred and Georges in unison.

“Yes, I think it would be better if Severus explains all of this to you. Let’s go sit in the living room. He should be there shortly, "said Cleo.

They didn’t know her. But she had this natural, caring, aura that told them to follow her guidance. Fred and George sat on the floor next to the fireplace, facing the 3 sofas circling around them. It had a comforting firing in it that seemed to never fade. They would have to ask how that was possible. Lucius took Draco and sat him on a sofa and he sat on the sofa opposite of it. Wanted him to have his own space. Soon, Cleo joined them with Raphael at her side, helping her with the tea and cookies.

“I’m Cleodora and this one of my mate, Raphael”

They exchanged polite presentations and sat in an oddly comfortable silence. Soon enough, the back door opened to let a very tired Severus. All the heads turned to see him. It was Cleo that broke the silence.

“You look like Death itself. I take you to destroy all evidence ?”

“I did,” he said simply.

Sitting on the last sofa, his head in his hand, he took a deep breath.

“Fred George, i’m very sorry.. “ he started his apologies but before he could even finish Fred was in front of him. Instinctively Severus flinched to his sudden movement. What he didn’t see coming was the young man, hugging him.

“Who gave you the impression we were on the hugging term Mr. Weasley”

Fred laughed heartily.

“Well your mate is my sister I figured it was appropriate” he smiled.

“Snape, you protected her. You protected all of us. I don’t know what all of this is but I have a feeling you have something to do with it. So .. Thank you”

Severus was shocked. He did not expect them to understand. He did so many bad and evil things. He didn’t deserve this kindness. Fred broke their embrace and sat back next to George. All were waiting for an explanation so he gave one. He explained where they were. That they were safe and that they would all have their own cottage. In time they could even go outside of their new community. This promise of safety in this new world far from Voldemort and his Death Eaters was all they hoped for,

“Now if you would excuse me, I would like to check on my mates.”

Getting up, painfully, he looked at Cleo. She pointed him to the rooms upstairs so he followed her guidance. Up, he could hear some chatter from the room at the end of the corridor. The door was open an inch, letting the light from inside bleed on the wooden floor. He marched softly not to scare them and opened the door to face Ginny and Hermione, cuddling on the bed. They smelled him right awayé Lifting their gaze, they gestured to him to come closer. Sitting on the bed next to them, he cried and so did they. All the pressure lifting from their chest.

Looking up at both his mates, Severus gazed at their collar.

“I don’t know if I can remove or break this magic, it’s strong, ancient and powerful… I can try” Severus said.

Ginny curled herself on him and Hermione embraced him from behind kissing his neck and pulse point making all of them shiver.

“Never, I want to be yours forever”

“Same” purred Ginny.

“Is this it then? We are safe, and we will never be separated ever again ?”
Hermione said her voice full of hope.

“Always,” he said softly.

Chapter Text

It had been months since they first got in the community, their piece of heaven. 

At first, they had a lot to discuss. They didn’t trust each other fully.

But after Ginny and Hermione showed their memories of the key events things got easier. Fred and George cried, filled with a mix of gratefulness and relief that things didn’t get harder than they did for their sister and Hermione. Their devotion for Snape was a surprise for everyone. They would immediately help finish building the different small houses. Being a smart and creative duo, they soon wanted to make the community more fun. That’s when Cleo went to the nearest Wizard town to get an assortment of wands for all of them. With their new wand, they went to work. They created a playground for Cleo’s children, a purple and glittery heated pool for Alexandre and they even redid the kitchen to be easier to use for Cleo and the bakery. It was their way to show gratitude. 

One fresh summer night, after a full day in their whimsical lab, they went for a walk in the forest to clear their heads. They were walking side by side. Taking in the dampness of the forest in complete silence, the air thick with unanswered questions.

“ Fred, I know you don’t want to talk about it but…” George started softly.

“DON’T” Fred cut him sharply. “We don’t need to talk about anything, EVER” 

“FINE, be like that” but George couldn’t stop at that. Not after his discussion with Snape.

He took the book from his pouch and handed it to Fred. Fred looked at him, skeptical. 

“Read this, Snape gave it to me and it really helped me understand what happened.”

“Why in hell would Snape give you this ?” Fred said, genuinely curious.

“Because he knows… Bella told him. One night, we were both alone in front of the fire late at night. We both couldn’t sleep. You know how he is still struggling with guilt ?  well he felt like I was too. So we talked for hours. At the end he showed me this book. Told me that he would accept me… us… and he was there to help.”

Speechless, Fred looked at the book. The title was “Powerful twins in history”. He looked at the summary and a chapter was highlighted : The power of love. 

“Love..” said Fred. 

“Basically it’s not an odd occurrence in the wizarding world for twins to fall for each other. Their magic is bound so tightly it … makes sense.” George said, stepping closer to Fred. 

“No…” Fred said in denial.

“Please…” He begged George without real conviction. 

Their love was a quiet storm, full of unspoken words and stolen glances, tangled in fear and longing. Every step toward each other felt like a battle—against the world, against their own doubts, against the idea that what they felt might be too much or not enough. They fought, pushed each other away, only to be drawn back like the tide to the shore, helpless against the pull of something deeper than either could explain. But in the end, beneath the weight of everything unsaid, they found their way back—breathless, aching, but together.George reached for Fred to grab him tightly. Fred tried to pull away but he wouldn’t let him. He pulled him in a tighter embrace, hiding his face in his neck.  And as they finally collapsed into each other’s arms, lips meeting in a kiss that tasted of relief and love long denied, the struggle melted away, leaving only them and the truth they could no longer fight. 

That would be an interesting conversation to have with their new family. 

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Draco and Lucius had the hardest time. It took Draco over 4 months of counseling with Alexandre to get out of his silence.  One day, Alexandre asked Draco the question that would finally unlock something deep inside of him.

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Draco sat stiffly in the leather chair, fingers laced together in his lap as he stared at the floor. Across from him, Alexandre watched him patiently, waiting for the words Draco struggled to form. Therapy was foreign to him—he had spent his entire life suppressing his emotions, trained to be composed, to be a Malfoy. But here, in this quiet room, he was just Draco, untangling years of resentment, guilt, and longing.

"I don’t know how to let go," he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. 

"I spent my whole life chasing something—his approval, his love—but I don’t think he ever loved me." Alexandre leaned forward, his expression calm but firm. 

"Perhaps not in the way you needed," he said, "but love is complicated, especially when shaped by power and expectations."

That night, Draco sat across from his father in the dimly lit common room. Lucius, as poised as ever, sipped his wine, his gaze unreadable. 

“You never loved me,” Draco stated, the words sharp, but not bitter. Lucius inhaled slowly, setting down his glass. 

“I did,” he admitted, his voice softer than Draco had ever heard it. 

“I just... I didn’t know how. My father was cruel, and I believed strength meant distance. That’s what I gave you—strength.” 

Draco let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, his fingers tightening around the edge of the sofa. 

“I didn’t need strength, Father. I needed you.” 

A silence stretched between them, heavy with years of misunderstanding. And for the first time, Draco saw not just a cold, distant man, but someone who had loved him—just imperfectly.

It had been months by now, but the memory still lingered—how they had been forced into doing unspeakable things, how neither of them had wanted it, how it had left something broken between them. 

“I tried to pretend it didn’t happen,” Draco finally admitted, his voice low. Lucius exhaled sharply, running a hand through his long white hair. 

“Yeah. Me too.” A pause. 

“But it did.” Draco nodded, gripping his cup of tea. “And it wasn’t our fault.” Draco looked at him then, something raw in his gaze. 

“I know,” he said. “But I hated how it changed us, I never wanted to hurt you, I'm disgusting” 

Silence stretched again, heavier this time. Then, finally, Draco sighed. “I just want to go back to before.” 

Lucius gave a small, sad smile. “Me too. But maybe… we can start anew? I want to be the father I never was” Draco held his gaze for a long moment before nodding. Maybe they couldn’t erase the past, but they could choose what came next.

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Severus, Hermione and Ginny. The moment the heavy wooden door of their private cottage shut behind them that first night, the world outside ceased to exist. The tension that had coiled tight within Hermione’s chest finally gave way, unraveling like a ribbon as she turned to face them. Her alpha. Her home.

Severus stood just beyond the threshold, his dark eyes locked onto hers, filled with a hunger and tenderness that made her breath hitch. Ginny was beside him, her fiery hair catching the dim glow of the lanterns, her lips parted as though she wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words. None of them could, not yet. Not when they had spent too long aching, yearning, waiting.

Hermione took a hesitant step forward, her body humming with the bond that tied them together. She had always known she was theirs, even before she understood what it meant to be an omega. But war had stolen their time, leaving them to fight and flee instead of cherish. Now, there was no more running. Just them.

Severus moved first, closing the space between them in two strides, his long fingers tilting her chin upward as he studied her. “You are safe now,” he murmured, voice rough with restraint, with everything he had held back for too long.

Ginny was there in the next heartbeat, sliding behind Hermione, pressing a soft kiss to the back of her neck. “We missed you,” she whispered against her skin, her voice thick with longing.

Hermione shivered, caught between them, her body trembling not from fear but from the overwhelming relief of finally, finally being home. “I missed you too,” she admitted, her voice barely above a breath.

Severus’s fingers traced along her jaw before he cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing over her lips. “No more waiting,” he said, his control fraying as Ginny’s hands roamed over Hermione’s sides, grounding her, claiming her.

“No more waiting,” Hermione echoed, and as their lips met—Severus’s firm and claiming, Ginny’s soft and reassuring—she melted into them, letting them hold her, letting them love her as they always had. 

The scent of possessiveness thickened in the dimly lit chamber, wrapping around Hermione and Ginny like a silken noose. Severus prowled toward them, his dark eyes glinting with something primal. His canines flashed as he let out a warning growl—deep, commanding, undeniable. “I want… to make you mine  " he hissed, pressing them to the bedroom. Once there, his breath was hot against Hermione’s throat. Ginny shuddered as his teeth grazed her pulse point, not quite a bite—yet. The tension crackled, unspoken words swallowed by the weight of instinct and for the first time, they made love. Severus took his time. With the help of Ginny, he undressed Hermione. While Ginny was kissing Hermione, Severus made his way to her already aching cunt. She was dripping wet. A long strike, he licked her delicious fragrant opening. She moaned softly in Ginny’s mouth. 

“Someone is anxious,” he said, his voice rumbling against her core. 

“I’m begging you Severus, take me”

“ Are we begging already?” 

She grabbed him up and kissed him with passion. There was no place for soft. She was filled with need. As it turns out, her and Ginny got in heat at this exact moment. Snape had denied himself and them for long enough. Spreading her legs as far as he could, he took seat between her. He took Ginny’s hand. Ginny helped him align against Hermione's dripping entrance and slowly he entered her. He didn’t know if it was the heat or not but she didn’t experience pain. She wanted him deep and hard. Which he obliged. Trusting in her hard, he felt his knot open already. 

“Hermione, I love you so much, Ginny, I love you so dearly too” 

Ginny kissed him fervently. He felt it, the tightness on his balls, the shiver on his spine. 

“I’m, I can’t hold it for long Hermione” Severus said, panting. 

“Fill me with your seed Alpha”   Hermione moaned senseless. 

He wanted more than just to fill her, he wanted her to bear his child, he wanted to mark her. So he didn’t wait. As he trusted 2 more times, he came hard, spurting in her tight warm canal and Severus finally sank his teeth into soft flesh, marking them her, a shiver of surrender and possession sealed their fate. Spent and stuck inside Hermione for a while, the 3 of them cuddled. Still out of breath, he looked up at Ginny with dark black eyes.

“You are next Ginevra,” he said with a smile. 

The first of many times. 

In their common room, 8 months later

The cottage was nestled deep in the Canadian wilderness, surrounded by towering pines and endless stretches of untouched snow. Inside, warmth filled the space—firelight flickering across wooden walls, the scent of herbs and old books mingling with freshly brewed tea. Hermione sat curled against Severus on the worn leather sofa, his arm draped protectively around her growing stomach, the bond between them humming with quiet reassurance. Ginny lay stretched across their laps, she too, had a life growing inside of her. Her fingers tracing absent patterns on Hermione’s belly, her omega scent a soothing balm after the horrors they had endured. They were safe now. No more dungeons, no more curses—just the three of them, entwined as soulmates, as they were always meant to be. Across the room, Draco and Lucius sat by the fire, quietly conversing, while Fred and George worked at the kitchen counter, laughter spilling between them as they experimented with a new batch of magical confections. It wasn’t the life any of them had planned, but it was theirs, stitched together from survival, love, and something even stronger—home.

EXTRA :

The Night of Snape’s escape, at Malfoy Manor

Ron sat against the cold stone wall of Malfoy Manor, his wrists bound in enchanted chains, the air thick with the scent of damp stone and burning candle wax. The echoing footsteps of Bellatrix Lestrange sent a shiver through him as she stalked the dimly lit hall, her dark eyes gleaming with manic delight. Voldemort sat in the grand chair, Harry at his side, his long fingers tapping against the armrest as he studied them with eerie calm.

"They left you," Bellatrix purred, crouching in front of him with a wicked grin. "Your friends abandoned you. Snape, the blood traitor, even little Draco—off to who knows where, and you, are left to rot."

Ron clenched his jaw.. The thought had crossed his mind too—why them? Why was he and Harry left behind while the others escaped? But deep down, Ron knew the truth. It hadn’t been a choice. It had been chaotic. The escape had been incomplete, rushed.

“They didn’t leave me,” Ron said, voice hoarse but steady. “They’ll come back.”

Bellatrix laughed, a high, grating sound that sent a chill down his spine. “Oh, I do hope so,” she cooed, tracing the tip of her wand along his cheek. “That will make breaking them even more fun.”

Ron swallowed hard, shooting Harry a look that said everything— we’re in trouble, but we’re in this together. And whatever came next, they would face it the only way they knew how—side by side.

Little did he know that Harry, sitting still next to Voldemort, would not be his friend. Actually, he would be his worst enemy.