Chapter 2 – Always Read a
Contract Before You Sign It!
Severus apparated to his parent’s house wondering why they had summoned
him. What indignity were they going to subject him to now? Even when he
received the letter from the Ministry informing him that he was going to
end up betrothed to the highest bidder, they hadn’t even sent him so
much as an owl. Now they had formally requested his presence.
As a child he actually thought he was adopted. For both his parents were
brunets and had curly hair which they passed on to his siblings. The only
person in his family that he ever resembled was his grandmother. She was a
stately woman who he was told was of Roma descent. She was where he got
his height and coloring. She had called him her pride, her greatest
accomplishment. But now she was gone.
He stood outside the parlor door and gathered all his skills as a spy. He
put his mask firmly in place and put away painful memories, for he knew
that they would only use them against him. He then opened the door to
where he knew his family awaited him.
His father scowled, “Severus, you are late.” His brother and sister
snickered at him. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes; they were always
so juvenile and he did not want to be like them. They both sat huddled
around his mother and father. His sister was cuddling against their
mother--you would never guess that she was actually 5 years older than he
was. It was a fact he took great pleasure in telling everybody he met. His
brother sat on the arm of the chair their father occupied. Was there no
dignity in the man?
“You’re lucky that your future husband hasn’t arrived yet.” His
“MY WHAT!?! How is this possible? The ad hasn’t been posted yet!”
His sister actually clapped her hands with glee.
“We received a very elegant owl from a man very interested in you a few
days ago. He was even willing to pay extra to keep us from placing the
ad.” His mother said almost as excited as his sister.
Severus knew he was trapped. They had all the right in the world to do
this and he had none. “Who?” His parents looked nervous. His mother
answered, “Well, we don’t know his name. He contacted us through a
barrister in London.”
“You don’t even know who he is?!” Restraint, Severus, you are too
young to go to Azkaban for murder.
“Well,” the chit was blushing. “He is coming today to deliver the
final offer and has requested your presence. He wishes to take possession
of you today if his offer is agreeable.” The sound of apparition stopped
all further conversation. His mother rose to answer the door.
Severus was holding his breath. Who was the man that would pay to have
him? How would this man treat him? I don’t think I could take another
His mother escorted the man into the room. He saw a dark colored head
barely rising above his mother’s. The bodies of his siblings and father
obscured his face. His father greeted the man, pumping his hand heartily.
“My dear, let me introduce you to Harry James.” His mother cooed.
His father guided their guest to the most comfortable chair in the room.
His mother was still chatting away. However, as she sat she revealed the
face of his future owner. The face of …he could not breathe… Harry
Severus wanted to yell, he wanted to curse them all. It was all he could
do to stand there, his mouth agape.
Harry was grateful for his colleague and future husband’s lack of
speech. He would probably later find it funny but now was not the time.
“Mr. and Mrs. Snape I hope you don’t mind me getting straight to
business?” Both shook their heads. Harry could see the dollar signs in
their eyes. “I have brought the final offer. It is already approved by
the Ministry.” In actuality, he had to threaten Percy with telling his
mother that he was planning to elope with a nonexistent girlfriend. He
approved the papers without even looking at them.
Harry smirked as he watched the Snape's eyes go wide at his offer.
Truthfully, he would have paid a lot more. Harry now knew why Severus was
so taken in by Riddle’s promises; he would have to if only to get away
from these people.
They signed it without even looking any further then the large sum of
money that he had offered. Harry’s smirk became an all out evil smile.
“WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!” His now husband bellowed. Thankfully
Severus had waited till they signed the contract before regaining his
speech. “IF THIS IS SOME JOKE POTTER I’LL…” However, his rant was
cut off by his mother’s squeal of joy.
“Potter? You’re Harry Potter?” The dollar signs were flashing now.
“Yes, that is my full name.”
Severus’ father rolled up the scroll and held it out distastefully. “I
am sorry Mr. Potter, but our darling son is worth far more than this
paltry some. If you do wish to acquire Severus and also for us to keep the
affair quiet, more money would be in order.” He looked so smug. Harry
was glad to burst his bubble.
“You know Mr. Snape,” Harry snatched the scroll. “You really should
read something before you sign it.” The pompous man sputtered. “It
says here that if one bit of this is leaked to the press no matter by
whom, in your family or not, you forfeit the entire sum and are also
required to pay me double that amount as an apology.” They gasped.
“Also, when you signed this, you agreed to never have contact with
Severus unless he contacts you first. The same penalties apply, of
The Snape lunged for the contract, but it vanished from Harry’s hand a
second before he could grab it. Harry laughed, it was outright evil.
“The contract has just now been delivered to the Ministry and the money
is being deposited into your account as we speak. Now I do believe it is
time we left. Come, Severus.” The man had reverted to his stunned state.
Harry gently took his hand and apparated them to the gates of Hogwarts.
Severus was too dazed to do anything but follow where he was lead, down
the stairs and into Severus’ dungeon rooms. Luckily, Albus had given him
Severus’ password so he had no trouble getting into what were now their
He gently guided Severus to the couch and went to get him a scotch. Giving
him the drink, Harry turned back to get himself one.
When a crystal glass, minus the scotch, flew by his head, he knew his
Severus was back. With a sigh he turned, coming face to face with an
enraged Potions Master. “How dare you.” His voice was eerily calm.
“Who do you think you are? Do you think this is some kind of joke? A way
to pay me back for years of imagined abuse?”
Harry took a seat in a chair by the fireplace. He had promised himself
that he would remain calm during this conversation, not giving Severus
anything more ammunition with which to fuel his anger. “No Severus, I
don’t think this is joke.” A scroll appeared on the table and he
picked it up. “This is definitely no joke.” Harry handed the scroll to
the looming man. “When I heard what your parents were going to do to
you, I made up my mind that I couldn’t let that happen.”
Severus threw the scroll with a growl. “That old fool told you!”
With a raised hand Harry stopped the scroll in mid air calling it to him
to keep it from the fire. Harry set it back on the table. He calmly
addressed the pacing man. “Yes he did, he even helped me design the
contract. Please take a seat, I know you have concerns and I will try to
answer them as best I can. But I won’t do it until you’re ready to
Severus glared at him but took a seat opposite. “Thank you, Severus. Are
you hungry? It is past dinner.” Severus did not respond. Harry sighed
and called for a house elf.
They ate in silence. Thankfully dinner was light because neither Harry’s
nor Severus’ stomachs could handle anything else. The house elf caused
the empty plates to disappear, and then delivered them some tea. From the
taste, it seemed that the tea had some calming draught in it and is
that… veritaserum? Maybe a little, just enough to make them tell the
truth, but not to force them to say something they did not want to.
Severus raised an eyebrow but made no comment about the additions,
thinking it might be a good idea. “Why did you purchase me?” Harry had
to force down a wince.
“I wanted a real husband.” He said honestly.
Severus took that in. “Why do you not find a nice young…gentleman to
take to the altar?”
Harry noticed the pause more so than the question. He leaned forward
concerned. “Oh Severus I…I didn’t even think that you might not be
gay or at least bi. We can break this and try to find another way.”
Severus did not answer, but Harry could tell that he was definitely
nervous. Very nervous, if he could see it. “I…I am not adverse to the
idea of being with a man. I just have never.” Severus turned his head,
refusing to look at the man who once was his student.
Harry did not know what to say. He had not expected this.
Knowing he was changing the uncomfortable subject but really needing to
know, Severus growled. “Why are you acting like these rooms are yours?
Pouring me MY scotch like it was your own, getting comfortable in my
Harry understood the need for a topic change, but he knew it was a subject
they needed to return to and soon. “I felt it would be better for all if
I was the one to move. With you being the Head of Slytherin you need to be
close to your students. Also, I thought it might put you more at ease in
Severus nodded and despite himself he yawned, it had been a long day.
Harry, noticing this, stood and offered him his hand. “Come on,
everything will seem better in the morning.” Severus glared at the hand,
and then it hit him. Potter said he wanted a ‘real husband’ he
couldn’t mean… of course he could, someone wouldn’t spend money on a
husband if he didn’t! He again had no choice. He looked at the man in
front of him and sighed, taking his hand. Harry noticed the change in the
man but could not place it.
Then he noticed that when they entered the bedroom Severus’ eyes were
fixed on the bed. “Severus.” He pulled him to look at him. “I know
what you’re thinking and yes, we will have to consummate our
relationship before the week’s out for the contract to become final. But
Severus’ face hardened. “Why not just get it over with Potter.” He
started pulling roughly at his buttons.
“No! Severus stop!” He grabbed the potion stained hands. “Calm
“Don’t put your pleasure off on my account. I have no rights, you OWN
“Yes you’re right; legally I can do with you as I please. And right
now it would please me if you would relax a bit and get ready for bed.”
Like Harry expected, Severus did as he was told. Shooting him a dubious
look, Severus collected his things and entered the bathroom shutting the
door and locking it firmly.
Harry sighed. How was he going to make Severus understand? Nevertheless,
his musing was cut short when Severus emerged from the bathroom. Harry’s
breath caught. He was wearing black pajamas with dark green cuffs. If he
wasn’t mistaken, they were SILK!
Breathe, Harry, breathe. Don’t scare the man. Harry hurriedly grabbed
his cloths and went into the bathroom.
He deliberately took his time, wanting to give Severus as much time as
possible to get settled. It also gave him time to collect himself. Harry
chose to only wear his flannel pants to bed. His husband had to get used
to his body. They only had six days left.
Emerging from the bathroom, Harry’s eyes immediately fell to the bed
where Severus was laying looking for the entire world like a man about to
die. He was flat on his back, eyes closed and covers pulled up to his
Harry noticed that Severus looked paler than usual. He gave a silent sigh.
He only had a week for Severus to accept him, for he would not force the
Severus flinched when Harry climbed into bed. “Easy, I’m not going to
hurt you.” Harry reached out and slowly worked each white finger free of
the death grip it had on the comforter. Clasping the potion stained hands;
he drew them with him as he laid down, pulling Severus on his side to face
him. His eyes closed tighter.
“Severus, Severus look at me.” Harry brushed the hair that fell into
his husband’s face away. “Severus you know I wont hurt you.” Severus
reluctantly opened his eyes. “I promise that this will be alright.” He
kissed the captured hands lightly. Severus’ eyes went wide “Just sleep
Severus. We’ll worry about tomorrow when it comes.” He then closed his
eyes. Severus watched as his breathing evened out. He didn’t sleep until
he was sure that his…husband was deep asleep.