Harry sighed, holding Sev to him. "Werewolf's aren't all that scary... they just happen to be worrying occasionally." Sev looks at him, chuckling. "That's a lie, and you know it." Harry kisses his head. "Oh, hush, it isn't. Remus would never willingly hurt someone, and.. I don't think Fenrir will either." Sev smiles leaning against him. "Feel funny..." Harry looks him over, realizing that the plants sap has remained inside him. "Oh no. Alright, we are calling Neville." Harry rushed inside, fire calling his brother. "Neville, Sev had an encounter with a plant... it, was inside him, if you catch my meaning." Neville comes through, without asking. He looks Severus over, before forcing him to drink a potion. Harry runs Sev's back as the potion takes effect.
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My Sleepy Brain... Help?
FanfictionI got tired and decided instead of sleeping I would write this. I wrote it on paper a few years ago and have yet to finish it. Harry is gay mad a dominant. He is definitely a strange master, but hey, no one said owning humans was simple. Basically...
