My Silly Little Boy
By the time Harry graduated Hogwarts, Severus had become accustomed to living as a house-submissive. He still brewed potions for the school supply but had very much been separated from the mainstream workforce. His Master had decided to pursue a mastery in defense, so they stayed in Hogwarts so that Harry could work under Remus as a junior professor.
Severus was quite conflicted when his Master declined his respectful offer to help Harry train for his mastery. His Master told him in no uncertain terms that his submissive could not possibly have much to contribute to his work and his Master’s line of work was no place for a submissive. Severus was torn: it was his Master’s choice to forbid him from helping, but he had years of experience in both teaching and dueling to contribute and while he loved serving his Master, this was the first time he truly felt like his Master did not respect him as a person. He hadn’t really worked much since their bonding but he understood Harry’s need to provide for him and even understood that Harry recognized more than he did himself that he didn’t exactly enjoy teaching. But he did enjoy potions, which his Master continued to allow him to brew (with restrictions so it shouldn’t become an obligation), and he also enjoyed DADA. He wasn’t as inherently talented as his Master but he spent many years perfecting his skill. Fortunately, their emotional bond, as well as his facial expression, had his Master quickly amending that he did not want Severus exerting himself or putting himself in unnecessary danger, but he would speak to Remus about Severus’s offer.
Though his Master initially refused to allow him to expend too much energy, Harry began bringing Severus to his training sessions with Remus. Upon Remus’s suggestion (and Harry’s approval), the powerful young dominant soon found himself facing two opponents per duel. Severus could never bring it up out of respect for his Master, but Harry actually approached Remus to thank him for reminding him that his submissive was a powerful force to be reckoned with. Though Harry was soon able to take both Remus and Severus in a duel without the aid of a wand, Harry was reminded of how special it was that a powerful wizard like Severus chose to put his trust in Harry and submit to him. Harry loved how animated Severus became while dueling, and Remus found himself gagged and bound in a corner during one particular duel when Harry decided to establish his control over Severus. It was clear then that Harry liked to play with his food; he didn’t so much as blink while he bound Remus wordlessly but he allowed Severus to try and play the defensive before he “captured” him and took possession of what he had won.
Harry had immense respect for Remus (whose werewolf never batted an eye at any of Harry’s displays of dominance), and a polite Severus soon found a friend in his old classmate, one whom Harry trusted enough to allow Severus to socialize with without Harry present. Tea became a weekly occurrence and over time, they settled into a comfortable pattern with Remus providing exotic teas, and Severus bringing his baked goods. Though Remus protested at first about taking up Severus’s time with preparations, the potions expert explained that his Master very much encouraged Severus to take up domestic hobbies, and baking was almost like preparing potions, except it hopefully tasted better. Remus got to sample Severus’s exceptional concoctions and Severus always brought Harry home a plate of dessert and a fancy cuppa.
One week over tea, Remus brought up the possibility of Severus joining him in training other students, but Severus explained that traditionally, submissives did not work, and his Master only made an exception as an extension of his service. Severus existed to serve his Master; no one else would benefit from his time or efforts unless his Master ordered it.
Severus learned to tread the fine line between respectful interactions (his Master would not tolerate his submissive acting in a way that would shed a negative light on him) and reserving his service for his Master. To help him, his Master created a set of specific rules to govern his interactions with others, and to remind him that only his Master controlled him.
Rules of interactions:
1. You will make it clear that you have a Master: if your Master summons you, you return to him immediately. I am your first and only priority.
2. You must clearly explain that you serve your Master and your Master alone. Everyone else is to treat you respectfully, and if anyone does not, you will appropriately chastise that person. You will exhibit your full personality, your wonderful, charming personality, and you'll do exactly as you please as long as it does not violate any of our rules.
3. Your Master organizes your social calendar. You will never arrange to meet people without your Master’s explicit direction. If you happen to bump into someone you know, you are permitted to make polite conversation for a limited time (less than 10 minutes), and you will speak to your Master when you come home if you wish to meet that person at a designated time.
4. You will not look at or answer any written messages without permission. You will tell your Master who messaged and see if it is acceptable to review and respond. Spoken requests shall be handled in a similar manner.
5. All daily interactions shall be reported to your Master before dinner every night. Punishment for infractions will occur before bed.
Rule number two was added after a specific incident in the library wherein a very misguided individual tried to enact revenge on the former potions professor, who was peacefully kneeling with his cheek on his Master’s thigh while Harry studied. Said individual found himself bound naked in the Great Hall, where no one was able to undo the spells until they mysteriously fell away the next morning. Harry attached a message in case he was dense enough not to learn his lesson: Insult my submissive again, and next time you’ll end up in the foyer of the Ministry.
Harry also composed a set of rules for days when he felt his control was slipping and he needed Severus to be on his best behavior to calm his dominant. Those days, Harry went into Daddy-Dom mode, and flipped the behavior from Severus serving him, to him taking care of his submissive.
Rules of obedience:
1. You must get up when Master says in the morning and go to the bathroom for him to bathe you.
2. You must wait for Master to pick out your clothes and dress you.
3. You must eat whatever Master makes for you.
4. You may only leave the table when Master has decided you've eaten enough.
5. You may only pee when Master gives you permission and you must wait for him to bring you to the toilet.
6. You will talk about whatever your Master wants, whether you want to or not. Your will is his.
7. You will not make inappropriate faces at your Master. You will never be angry in his presence.
8. You belong to your Master. What is yours is his. Whatever he asks, you must answer truthfully, completely, and without hesitation.
Severus loved his rules because he had clear instructions with clear consequences, and he trusted his Master to be firm and fair. Harry always followed through and always kept his word, and Severus thrived under his guidance.
Some days it only took a few words from his Master to push Severus into subspace and those days were spent in a warm haze of submission, making everything around him feel distant, only the connection to his Master clearly present. On days when his Master’s schedule was less flexible, Severus tried his hardest to remain lucid, but if he did slip into subspace, his Master gently brought him back with soft words of reassurance. Aware of his submissive’s increased vulnerability on those days, his Master often brought him with to his appointments, usually on a collared leash to keep him close and safe.
The longer Severus spent as Harry’s submissive, the more he began to see Harry as older and wiser, to the point where he had a hard time understanding that Harry was not the head of every hierarchy in the real world. When it was almost time for Harry to take his exams for his mastery, he was understandably nervous. Severus tried to ascertain what exactly was bothering his Master so that he could lend his assistance, but he had a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that another human was the reason for Harry’s distress; in his world, Harry was the Master. His Master commanded others, no one commanded his Master. In his world, no one but his Master decided on the fate of others. He lived to serve his Master and from his point of view, everyone in the school, from the headmaster to Remus, all served to help his Master attain his goals. They were not in charge of his Master; rather, they were his assistants.
Harry just viewed Severus’s confused visage and smiled. He twirled Severus around to face the wall and snaked a hand through Severus’s legs, cupping his groin to pull him close. He settled Severus onto his lap, leaving his hand between his submissive’s legs, cupping his crotch.
“My silly little boy.” He patted his submissive’s cock through his trousers. “What have I told you about worrying?”
“Not to, Master.”
“Exactly. You’re far too submissive to worry about such complicated things. What do you have to be concerned with?”
“You, Master.”
“Perfect. My perfect boy. Knows his place and his priorities.”
Harry patted Severus’s cock a few more times and moved to massage the soft area he assumed was his submissive’s perineum.
“You just have to worry about me…” He rubbed Severus gently. “...and how I make you feel.”
Severus moaned.
“Does that feel good, pet?”
Severus blushed.
“Yes, Master.”
“My perfect boy.”
Severus was well and truly taken care of.