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[a_jade_phoenix]

Who: Harry Potter, Teddy Potter and a nightmare, oh yeah....
What: Coming home with the groceries should not be traumatic
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Snape-Potter residence
Rating: NC for Nightmarish-crack!
Status: Incomplete

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[1eyeopened]

"My last offer still stands, Harry Potter. Give the boy to the snakes and stay with me. We do not need anyone else."

The snakes kept coming towards Harry, hoods spreading from their necks, mouths gaping, and fangs glistening.

Drop him....! Give him to ussss!

Teddy whimpered in his arms and felt even heavier, more like a full grown man than a little boy. Harry looked at the boy in his arms and it was no longer Teddy, but Severus, holding onto his arms desperately as he dangled over a pit of snakes.

"Please Harry, don't let go," Severus pleaded as his hands slipped further and further down Harry's arms.

[a_jade_phoenix]

"Never." Harry's grip kept sliding on Teddy's Batman tee-shirt as he hauled the boy higher away from the insistent snakes. And then Teddy started slipping from his grasp like he was covered in oil. He blanched, pressed up to the door as the boy in his arms turned out to be older and not Teddy at all, but an eleven year old Snape.

"I won't," he swore violently, gripping and tugging at Snape with all the strength he had in him, but it wasn't enough.

It was never fucking enough and then Snape fell like a bag full of rocks and the snakes pounced. Harry grappled for his wand, but couldn't find it and realized with growing horror he must have dropped it sometime after entering the room.

"You can't have him!" Harry shouted, stomping on any bits of the snakes he could find without fear of being bitten, if only to get them to stop coiling around Snape until his face turned blue.

[1eyeopened]

Arms wrapped around Harry's chest, pulling him close to snake-scale skin stretched taunt over human ribs. Something hard and insistent pressed against Harry's back as Voldemort's voice whispered in his ear, "I don't want him, Harry Potter." Long, thin fingers slithered under Harry's shirt, caressing skin, while more squirmed past the waistband of his pants. "I want you."

Harry's body was paralyzed, lips just parted as though about to speak. Voldemort's fingers plunged into his mouth and, against his will, Harry started to suck on them. Rough, dry hands teased and caressed until his body began to respond, as though he had no control over it.

"This... forever... and ever..."

Harry's clothes melted away and he found himself on his knees, Voldemort pressed close behind him, his breath hot in his ear and his hands still making Harry's body burn.

"Be mine, Harry Potter!"

And Voldemort's hips thrust forward-

-and woke him up, lying on the couch with one of Teddy's toys pressing hard against his back.