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Severus Snape was irrevocably in love with Harry Potter. In the boys fourth year he had started to see that the boy was not a carbon copy of his father. While he grew attached to the boy he maintained his usually disposition towards the boy since his mark was had proven that the Dark Lord would return once again. But the fact that he had to see his Harry with others was torture. After the first task had completed most of the female population in the school was begging for his attention. He had known since the start of the year about the Yule Ball but when he started becoming attached to the boy the mere thought of the event made his teeth grate. When his boy had done went to the dance with that Patil girl he could have strangled her. The rest of the year he made sure to particularly vicious towards the chit.
The night at Little Hangleton had given him a real chance with the boy. When he had been summoned with the rest of the death eaters for the Dark Lord's ascension he had recognized the ritual being used and when it he was called forward to cut the boys arm he had quickly told him to give up the blood of his own volition. When the Dark Lord was placed in the cauldron instead of having his old body he started to shrivel and turn to ash. All around England his horocruxs burned and the Dark Lord was no more. Harry collapsed and his scar started to ooze a black tar like substance. Moments after Harry had collapsed magical law enforcement had shown up rounding up the loyal death eaters to be taken to Azkaban.
With the threat of Lord Voldemort gone Dumbledore decided it was high time that he retired. To everyone's surprise Minerva Mcgonagall retired with him and the two of them bought a quant cottage in Hogsmeade. With the Headmaster and the Deputy Head Mistress left at the same time the position of headmaster had gone to him. To be honest he could not be more thrilled as headmaster he had infinitely more time to brew portions when he was not dealing with the school board, managing the school budget, entry of students and general up keep of the school. One of the largest perks of course the fact that he no longer had to teach hoards of ungrateful, stupid and lazy children and their ridiculous attempts at not only potions but essays. Another perk was the new office and rooms. Since he fully intended to make Harry irrevocably his this year the spacious and sunny suite would help him feel more at home.
Over the summer he had undertook to projects the first was a way to permanently bond his boy to him. The second was fixing up his no their new rooms. I mean honestly he was inheriting Dumbledore's old rooms and the color scheme was truly atrocious. Instead of the Slytherin colors he yearned to use he refrained after all his Harry should be comfortable in our rooms. The main room which consisted of a combined entry way living room and a dinner table was colored a royal blue with cream trimming. Their bedroom was emerald green which matched the enormous duvet on the luxurious king sized bed he had purchased for the two of them. Their bathroom had a shower and a small pool not unlike the prefect's bathroom and was covered in white tiles.
With the rooms set all that was needed was to entrap the boy. He had scoured his ancestral vaults over the summer looking through the large library stored there for some kind of binding clue. Eventually he struck upon a book describing the Prince Families history. It mentioned a binding book that the Prince's had owned for some time. It was a blank appearing book that once signed by someone outside the family made them the submissive slave to a current Prince. Given Harry's proclivity for being insanely curious and reckless, not to mention his writing in a seemingly blank diary in his second year made him feel fairly confident that in the right conditions Harry would want to sign the book. He had placed it on a shelf all by itself on one of his studies book shelves right at eye sight. All he needed to do was assign the boy detention for some inane reason. Once he assigned the boy to do an absurd amount of lines he would leave the boy in his study all the while watching the boy through monitoring spells. Given enough time the boy's curiosity would gain the best of him and he would have to see what made this books so special. Inwardly pleased he strode confidently towards the great hall for the start of term feast. Seating himself at the headmaster chair he waited for the students to come in.
When his boy came in he was surrounded by adoring fans. After all the boy wonder had managed to defeat Voldemort again this time permanently. Yes the savior was the most sought after person in the U.K. wizarding world. This new even more pronounced obsession made him anxious to ensnare the boy as quickly as possible. No one would steal his prize right out from under him. Sensing his gaze Harry gazed up at him and gave a curt nod. Severus thought he saw a small spark of yearning in the boy's eyes. While he knew that he was probably deluding himself he hoped the boy already had some small affection for him. Even if he didn't he would slowly gain the boys trust and eventually love. While he wanted to smirk at the thought or god forbid smile he had to maintain his usual demeanor so as not to raise suspicion.
After a week of dogging the boy's steps as much as he could he finally had his excuse. After a week of observation he caught the boy running through the halls towards divination which he was late for. With no students at the hall at this point Severus felt satisfied that this was a perfect excuse for a detention.
"Mr. Potter students are expected to attend classes at certain times for a reason. This weekend you will serve detention under me in my office the password is ancient and I expect you to show up promptly at 10."
His standard drawl had frozen the boy to the spot and with great trepidation the boy had turned to look at him during his speech. Nodding he quickly turned and darted away.
Satisfied he turned around heading towards his office to make sure that everything would be perfect for tomorrow after all he was gaining a submissive.
The next day he had set up a writing desk a little behind the book with a perfect view of the intriguingly bare shelf. At two past ten a light rapping at his door made him look up from the paperwork he was pretending to work on.
Ducking his head down Harry approached my desk gaze downcast he briefly looked at me asking what he would do that day. I indicated the writing desk which had two large scrolls of parchment and a quill in a bottle of ink I directed him to write I will attend my classes as the scheduled time 500 times for today. Looking downcast he sat down and started work. After a half an hour of silence I stood telling Harry that I didn't have all day to look after him and that I was leaving to attend to some other business and when I returned he would have more than ample time to complete his lines. Sweeping out of my offices I walked the short distance between my offices and my rooms I sat and watched the boy.
At first he just sat at his desk enjoying the short reprieve from his task. After a few relaxing minutes of sitting he started looking around my offices. If this hadn't been what I had planned one I would have been furious with the boy for snooping but this time I would let it slide since this was what I had intended. Finally his gaze turned towards the book. Leaning forwards I saw him lift the cover to the blank page. Taking the book from the shelve he placed it on his desk curiously flipping through it looking for text. After he was satisfied there was none he looked at the cover of the tome finding nothing special on the cover he frowned. Placing his quill in the ink well he let a small drop of ink fall on the first page. It disappeared with a glowing gold light. His curiosity further piqued he placed his quill once more in the ink well hesitating he signed his name on the page. Instantly I was filled with a strong feeling of ownership he was mine now no one else could have him. Looking back I saw that my boy was panting an astonished look on his face. Briskly leaving our rooms I strode towards the gargoyle barking out the password I ascended towards the doors of my office. Slamming the door open I gaze down at the boy who looks sheepish and awed at the same time.
"You foolish boy what have you done the moment I leave you alone". Grabbing the offending object I look down to seek Harry's name written across the front page.
"Do you have any idea what you have just done?"
Silently shaking his head my boy shook his head anxiously peeking up at me threw his bangs. As much as I wanted to reassure him right now I had a part to play. Gesturing for the boy to follow me I sat my desk holding the book.
"This book is something that has been passed down through generations of Princes when someone who is not a Prince writes their name in the book they become to a Prince. They become the submissive slave of that person all of their needs are seen to by their dominant and in exchange the dominant cares for and protects the submissive. On all major decisions the dominant is the one to choose. Submissives are required to follow the dominants commands when they use a certain tone. The submissive's job is to care for their master in all ways."
While I was talking my boy looked so pale he looked liable to pass out. Deciding that Harry needed some support I floo called Albus after explaining the situation he came right over. Looking down at Harry the ex-headmaster he calmly explained that there was no way out of the contract and that he was confident that I would not abuse my power after all almost every year I have saved the boy. Seeing that the boy was still panicking I fed him a dreamless sleep after placing him in our bed. Turning to face the old headmaster who's eyes where twinkling in a disturbing fashion.
"My dear boy I know that young Harry could not have stumbled across that book by accident I do hope you know what you are doing, at the very least I know he will be properly cared for and I think maybe this will the best thing that could have happened to the both of you."
With a final twinkle that made me internally shudder the observant meddling coot left. Walking back to the bedroom seeing my boy lying on our bed I felt complete contentment and was flooded with joy. While we may not be bonded in the average ceremony I was glad because that meant that Harry was mine for eternity. I quickly changed into dark green silk sleeping clothes and climbed into bed. Almost instantly Harry rolled over to cuddle grinning I cuddled him to my chest knowing that I was holding the love of my life.
Don't worry this is not a Severus abuses Harry fic! I pinky promise. Next settling in and building a relationship. Don't worry this story will have plenty of smut.