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Severus pulled himself carefully out of Harry's body and flopped down on the bed beside him. His head swam from the powerful orgasm and the feeling on the newly-born bond swirling between the two of them. If it hadn't been for the bond telling him that Harry was currently lost in bliss, Severus would have been worried – at the point where they'd simultaneously come together and bonded, Harry's eyes had rolled back in his head and he was currently doing a very good impression of someone in a coma.
Severus felt himself blush as he remembered how he'd spoken to Harry – his alpha side had come roaring out, determined to claim his omega and remind him of his place, under Severus, with his legs spread. Severus groaned, finally understanding why society generally regarded alphas as powerful, majestic, but at the same time, at the mercy of their hormones.
He rolled over, to stare at Harry, the source of his… downfall? Harry looked as lovely as he always did; smooth skinned, athletic, but now with the unmistakeable glow of a freshly bonded omega. Severus lay content, watching Harry's newly grown breasts rise and fall as he dozed. They were a little larger than he'd expected them to be – not large by modern society's standards, but certainly large enough that when they went out in public, the Muggles would see Harry as an androgynous girl, rather than a boy.
Severus reached out to caress Harry's breast, his thumb catching on a still-firm nipple. Harry sighed and unconsciously pushed up into the touch, and Severus couldn't help but shuffle close enough to lick and suck at Harry's luscious chest. Harry moaned and wriggled under Severus, still not completely back from whatever orgasm-propelled journey he'd taken, but he seemed to be enjoying himself as much as Severus, judging by the quickly stiffening cock Severus could feel against his stomach.
Severus felt the alpha in him rear up again as he imagined Harry's breasts filled with milk to feed their children. Suddenly the bond flared into life and demanded Snape act on his instincts. He wavered for a moment, then gave in, rearing back and flipping Harry onto his stomach.
"Wha…?" Harry mumbled into the pillow, before Severus drove his cock back into Harry's bruised arse in one hard thrust.
Severus could hear Harry yelp with the discomfort of the abrupt penetration, but couldn't help himself, he humped frantically into Harry's tight young body, driven by an instinct he didn't fully understand, then, as Harry's body started to relax and accept him, and Harry's cries had turned into wails of pleasure, Severus realised – the bonding bite. He and Harry had managed to bond without a bite, but a bite would seal things irrevocably in the eyes of the Ministry. With a bite no one would be able to take Harry away. Severus's shoved Harry's legs further apart and pressed him down into the mattress. Pinned, Harry could only lie there, accepting what was being done. Severus slid his hands under Harry and gripped both breasts, and then just as he came, he bit down hard at the juncture of neck and shoulder.
This time the bond almost knocked Severus unconscious, but he managed to hang on, slumping to the side, his cock popping free of Harry's body with an embarrassing squelch.
Severus looked over in concern at Harry. One green eye glared up from where Harry's face was pressed into the pillow.
"We are not doing that again until you put at least two jars of healing cream up my bum." Harry said.
The worry that he'd irreparably damaged his relationship with Harry dissolved, and Severus burst out laughing. "Yes, sorry. I wasn't expecting the bonding instinct to take over quite so strongly. Are you all right?"
"Apart from feeling like there are doxies nesting in my arse yes, I'm fine." Harry said, shifting slightly and wincing. "I'm not sure if I can move yet though."
"Did you… uh… finish?" Severus asked, not sure if the bond needed both parties of come during the bite.
Harry's one visible eye rolled. "Yes, twice. Although, if we're counting today as a whole, I've lost count."
Severus rolled to the side of the bed and sat up. It took a moment for his shaky legs to hold him up – he felt like he'd been on the receiving end of a very pleasurable version of the Cruciatus Curse. He wobbled over to where his wand had rolled and muttered several summoning spells, then had to duck as various potions flew past, far too quickly for his muddled senses to react to. Belatedly, he remembered the power-sharing aspect of bonding. It seemed Harry was, as suspected, an extremely powerful omega.
Fortunately, Severus always used unbreakable containers, and he collected them up, dropping them on the bed. He held up one pink jar as Harry rolled over with a groan. "This is for your bottom only – it will soothe and heal any damage, without returning you to your virginal state." Snape took a moment to enjoy the sight of a naked and thoroughly debauched Harry blushing from forehead to nipple. He held up a silvered tube. "This is for the bond bite on your neck. It will heal the bite, but will leave an unmistakeable scar. This salve also has a slight tattooing effect – it will gild the bite to make it more noticeable."
"So people know I'm yours." Harry said.
"So people won't bother you. They'll see that and know you are under the protection of a powerful and loving alpha who will rip the arms off anyone who dares try to touch his omega."
Harry gulped and his cock twitched. "Okay."
Severus held up the last bottle. "Pepper Up Potion. I think we both need it if either of us are going to be able to make it as far as the shower." Severus peeled a sticky section of sheet from Harry's thigh. "Something we both definitely need."
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Severus was freshly showered and humming to himself in the kitchen when he heard the thumping coming from the front door. He sighed, realising that Lucius had probably managed to use his name to get someone from the Ministry to assess Harry much sooner than expected. Still, he was damned if he was going to offer hospitality. He wandered out of the kitchen, carrying a cheese and pickle sandwich, dressed in just a comfortable pair of pyjama bottoms and an old tee shirt.
The banging at the door intensified. "By order of the Ministry for Magic, I demand you open this door and submit the Omega Harry Evans for assessment!" Severus heard, muffled by the door. He couldn't help grinning as he threw the door open and saw Lucius and a short alpha with a clipboard.
"Professor Snape, I am Auditor Beeswax. Mr Malfoy has invoked omega signa, and you are hereby commanded to hand over the unbonded omega Harry Evans until such time that the Matchmaker can assess the situation."
Severus took a bite of his sandwich to hide the grin. He was going to enjoy this.
"What's going on?" Harry wandered out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel. The three alphas in the room were hit with the scent of a well-fucked and thoroughly bonded omega.
"Oh." Auditor Beeswax said. "I do apologise. There seems to have been a mistake."
Severus took another bite of his sandwich, revelling in the moment.
"Well played, Snape." Lucius said. "A bonding potion?"
Snape swallowed his mouthful of sandwich. "No need – the bond took almost before I got into him. He's incredibly powerful, you know."
"Oi!" Harry yelped, snatching the remains of the sandwich out of Severus's hand. "No kissing and telling." Then he turned to make sure the bond bite, now healed and lined in silver, was displayed pointedly at Lucius. "Oh God, I'm starving, I could eat a scabby horse right now." Harry said, before messily devouring Severus's sandwich.
Auditor Beeswax chuckled. "Well, I can see and smell that you're thoroughly bonded. I can register this with the Ministry now if you'd like – save you the trouble, since I can see you've got your hands full?"
"That would be most helpful, thank you Auditor Beeswax." Snape said. "Would you care for some tea?"
"Ah, no. Thank you, but I'd better get back to the Ministry." Beeswax said. "In fact, I think Mr Malfoy and I were going to see about applying for a new candidate for the younger Mr Malfoy. Isn't that right?"
Lucius nodded. "Yes, of course. A pureblood omega, of course. Only the best for Draco." He spared a momentary glare for Harry, then spun and strode down the stairs, Beeswax offered a nod then scurried along behind him.
Snape closed the door and gave into the urge to laugh. Harry giggled around his mouthful of cheese and pickle.
"You don't seem worried that you've made a pureblood enemy?" Harry said.
Severus shook his head. "Malfoy is no more my enemy than he was before. I've defeated him, and I've done it in a way that both offends him and impresses him. A few weeks to calm down and I'm sure we'll be back on cordial terms."
"Urgh." Harry said. "Purebloods make my head hurt." He popped the last of the sandwich into his mouth.
Severus raised an eyebrow. "Still hungry? "
Harry grinned and pretended to ponder it, and Severus felt his heart flutter in an unexpectedly pleasant way. Then Harry shook his head and dropped his towel.
"I could eat, but I've been reading about this 'fellatio' thing…"