Hello everyone! So I know many of you are mad at me and I can't blame you if I tried. You all have been awesome and long-suffering waiting for my updates and Good new! It's here! Sorta. See I hadn't forgotten about Harry's Master, it's just I didn't know how to get out of the corner I pained myself into and the paint would not dry. I kept rereading it trying to think of something to fix it, trying to see what needed to be cut out, what I needed to switch around and nothing worked. Then yesterday I found a great story on called Care. It's a Harry/Snape story and it just inspired me all over again. So I just decided to rewrite Harry's Master. Slow it down somewhat, a semi slow burn story. The first story was my first story and I was so excited to get it out there that I did a disservice to you. So here I am trying to fix it, but don't worry I'm not going to take down the original version.

This chapter doesn't have smut, but it starts in the next one and will focus on how Snape adjusts Harry to his new lifestyle. The story is about them and Snape is a badass who just nips problems in the bud before they begin. I moved the story out of Hogwarts because I think Snape will have more control this way and there is no way Snape would be there for a second longer than he had to. So enjoy and let me know what you think.

Warnings: BDSM, D/s, spanking, diapers, plugs, cock and ball bindings etc and a whole bunch of other detailed things that are not for the faint of heart.

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It had been one week since Harry found out he had been sold to Snape in exchange for his continuing service spying on Voldemort. In that week Harry had to come to grips that his Aunt and Uncle had signed over Guardianship without saying anything to him, not even a goodbye. That tonight he was traveling to Snape's house, now his home. No one would tell him what the place looked liked; they wouldn't tell him what Snape wanted with him nor what he would be doing when he was there. Dumbledore would only sigh and tell him that everything would work out, that is was only a few months and then he would be back to Hogwarts. Dumbledore kept telling him that everything was fine and Snape would most likely just leave him alone. But Harry knew deep down that everything was changing, that Snape wouldn't ask for him if he was just going to disappear and only pop up at dinner time. Somehow Harry knew his life was over.

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Harry had spent the day trying to calm himself down doing all the things that made him happy figuring that once Snape had him in his clutches that fun was going to be a distant memory. Harry had spent the last three hours flying on his broom, trying to memorize just how wonderful the feeling of being so high up and all alone with himself was. He was going as fast as he could, twisting this way and that, chasing the Snitch and just enjoying his freedom when an owl showed up landing on his broom with a message tied to his leg. Giving the bird a scratch Harry took the note which simply told him that dinner was in 45 minutes and his new Guardian was meeting him and then taking him home afterwards. Harry couldn't help but feel all his joy slip away from him knowing that his doom was so near. Slowly descending, Harry took his time leaving the pitch and slowly walked to the showers wondering if this would be that last time he ever saw them. After all Snape was the type of man to forbid Harry from playing just so his team would finally win and make him watch the game on the Slythern side too. After taking as much time as he could getting ready, Harry finally made the walk up to the Castle and to the Great Hall certain that the Devil waited on the other side of the Doors ready to drag him to Hell or its modern name, Spinsters End.

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All the facility had been present when Harry showed up to dinner and for Harry it was a quiet affair. Each person there had tried to bring him out of his depression, everyone but Snape that was. Snape simply paid him no mind really, save looking over at him once in a while and pursing his lips in clear displeasure. Regardless of the reason, Harry couldn't be bothered to care, after all Snape was the reason Harry was depressed in first place. Finally in a desperate attempted to stop the silence, Dumbledore asked Snape what his plans were for Harry not that they were living together. Unable to contain his obvious interest Harry snapped his neck towards Snape and stared wide eyed at the man, painfully aware that everyone else was watching and listening to the Professor as well. Taking a drink of his hot tea, Severus then wiped his mouth before turning to everyone to speak, finally letting everyone in on at least some of his plans.

"Due to the late hour, I will give the boy a quick tour of his new Home and put him to bed. Tomorrow he has many appointments to correct many grave errors that I simply will not allow to continue. To state a few, new clothing, his eyes and a Doctor after which I will have gathered a great deal of information about Mr. Potter to be able to construct a detailed plan of action in correcting many of his behavioral problems."

For a few moments everyone was quiet as Snape picked his cup back up and settled back to enjoy the rest of his meal, but then many began to protest at once causing almost no one to be able to be understood. Finally after a few minutes Dumbledore calmed everyone down and questioned Snape if all that was necessary, after all Harry seemed just fine to him and Madam Promfrey would have said something of Harry was ill.

Raising an eyebrow Severus gave Dumbledore a cool look, clearly judging just how much more he was going to put up with the old badgering fool.

"While I am sure Madam Promfrey has done a through exam, now that Mr. Potter is my Blood Ward it is my duty to ensure his well being and part of that is knowing just what state his health is in, even if it were clear that he was healthy as an Ox. Now, dinner is over and I believe my elves have transported all of Harry's belongs to his bedroom and all that is left now is for us to take our leave and for Harry to settle in. Good evening to you all. Potter, time to come along."

Turning towards the Harry, it seemed that everyone save Snape forgot that he was there. Not that it mattered at the moment for Harry had seemed to forget they were all there. All Harry could do was stare at Snape in horror, terrified at the thought of what secrets Snape was going to find out before the next day was through.

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