Harry shivered in the sudden cold, his cheeks hot as he realised how exposed he was to Snape. His gaze settled on the wall to the far side of the room and he bit his bottom lip to stifle a moan.
Canes. Floggers. Whips.
"Do you see something you like Mister Potter?" Snape traced his wand along the curve of Harry's neck, his lips curving into a dangerous smile. "Well, well. How very...interesting."
Harry tried to stop his body from twisting towards Snape. He didn't want this. He hated Snape. Didn't he?
"This is some kind of trick..."
"Oh no," Snape replied, softly. "If it is a trick, it is one of your own imagination. Who would have thought the Chosen One would be harbouring such dark desires? Such perversions." Snape stroked his finger over his lips and fixed Harry with a dark stare. "Tell me, Harry - what is it that you truly crave?"
Harry tugged at the ropes holding him firmly in place. "I'll never tell you!."
"No?" Snape tutted as if Harry had displeased him, and the thought made Harry strangely unhappy. Snape held his wand aloft and pointed it in Harry's direction. "If it is something you are unable to articulate, perhaps I should see for myself. Legilimens."
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Re: Harry Potter and the Fetish Stone
Date: 2015-03-02 11:22 pm (UTC)Canes. Floggers. Whips.
"Do you see something you like Mister Potter?" Snape traced his wand along the curve of Harry's neck, his lips curving into a dangerous smile. "Well, well. How very...interesting."
Harry tried to stop his body from twisting towards Snape. He didn't want this. He hated Snape. Didn't he?
"This is some kind of trick..."
"Oh no," Snape replied, softly. "If it is a trick, it is one of your own imagination. Who would have thought the Chosen One would be harbouring such dark desires? Such perversions." Snape stroked his finger over his lips and fixed Harry with a dark stare. "Tell me, Harry - what is it that you truly crave?"
Harry tugged at the ropes holding him firmly in place. "I'll never tell you!."
"No?" Snape tutted as if Harry had displeased him, and the thought made Harry strangely unhappy. Snape held his wand aloft and pointed it in Harry's direction. "If it is something you are unable to articulate, perhaps I should see for myself. Legilimens."