Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Candied Love ❯ My Hooker In Heels ( Chapter 6 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Decided to leave you with a bit of a cliff-hanger of sorts this time. Not REALLY a true cliff-hanger, but you'll see what I mean! ^^ Enjoy!--------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------It was really hard for Harry to leave school that year. Harder than he'd ever thought it would be. Of course, he knew leaving Ron and Hermione was going to be difficult, but he never expected that leaving one Severus Snape, the Potions Master that, as far as everyone knew, hated Harry Potter the boy who lived, would be the hardest thing he'd ever had to go through.He'd spent most of the train ride home fighting back tears, as he couldn't exactly talk to his friends about what it was that was making him so sad. Forced smiles and then finally, some tears that he was able to pass off as not wanting to say goodbye when they got back to London. Before he knew it, he was back at the Dursley's. They weren't really bothering him all that much. Since they hadn't been informed that Harry wasn't supposed to use magic outside of Hogwarts, they were pretty much avoiding him at any cost.So, Harry had formed his own little daily routine. He'd wake up, write a good morning note for Snape, then make himself breakfast and go out to the local playground and just swing on the swings alone for a while, or just go for a walk, before returning him to eat lunch, read whatever it was Snape had sent him, and reply, then he'd spend some time with his toy. Harry had gotten bold and begun to experiment, having it fuck him in as many different positions as he could think of. On his back, on all fours, standing up, on his side. He'd even brought it into the shower with him a few times. Every time felt so amazing, and considering how much he had been using it, he didn't even need to prep himself anymore!Now, the night of his birthday, a large grey owl had woken him up by scratching at his window. Harry yawned blearily, grasping blindly for his glasses before he found them, pushing them onto his face and sitting up on his knees. He unlatched the window and pushed it open, the large bird swooping in and dropping a squishy package on him before flying away. He sat back down on his bed, looking at it curiously before tearing away the plain wrappings. At first, Harry was pretty confused at what was in the package. Luckily, he found a note pinned to the clothing that was laying in his lap, and he unpinned it and read. My Dearest Harry Potter,As you well know, I have been missing you daily. After much consideration and thought, I have come up with a solution to one of our many problems. With this outfit, and the proper finishing touches, I will be able to take you out in public sparingly. You are to do exactly as follows with no deviation from my instructions. First, I want you to strip completely naked. Then, you will stand in front of the mirror and carefully tap your chest with your wand, and say the word Totondi. This will remove all the hair on your body except for that on your head. Then, you will put on the clothing enclosed within this package. Once you are properly dressed, you will sneak out and meet me at the playground. I am already there waiting for you. Be prompt and don't keep me waiting too long, or you will be punished.Forever Yours,Severus SnapeHarry felt his cheeks burning as he read the letter, eyeing the clothing before him. He knew he didn't have much of a choice though, and to be honest, he wasn't sure it would be all that bad. So, he did exactly as the letter said. Once he was dressed, he snuck out of the house as quietly as possible and nearly ran down to the park. He could see Snape sitting on a bench in the park, and his heart skipped a beat. He walked a little farther until he was standing under the light of one of the lamps that dimly lit the park at night. He was blushing brightly, feeling so embarrassed. He was wearing shiny black heels, black stockings that went up past his knees and disappeared beneath the pink skirt with black polkadots on it, a black and pink blouse on his upper half, topped with a cute little flowery head band. It was a sort of 80s type of look, but he looked rather cute like that, his toes pointed together, his hands fidgeting with his skirt as he waited for Snape to approach him.Snape wasn't much for muggle wares. He was more of a long flowing robe type of individual but he managed to find something nice for the evening. It was mostly black with only a splash from a white shirt underneath a black leather jacket and a bit of green on the tight black leather pants he had on. He looked somewhat un-Snape-like although he still had his long black hair and pale skin. He at first stood in the shadows waiting for his date, keeping quiet as he waited in the darkness. Finally Harry appeared and Snape grinned. He was glad that Harry was still good at listening to his every word. Not only would no one have recognized his boy in that get up but Harry was incredibly cute and innocent looking in women clothing. This made Snape feel rather like the bad wolf as he walked towards Harry. "Happy birthday Harry," he said, getting a really good look at Harry now up close. Oh he could have so just dragged Harry off into the bushes and done it there but they hadn't been together for a long while. They had only been flirting over the journals, writing dirty words. Snape wanted to make sure that they spent a good while on this evening. Snape leaned down and place a gentle kiss on Harry's lips, glad that no one was around to see. "You look good," Snape said pulling back. "No one would recognize you dressed this way." He smiled as he looked at Harry. "I suppose you've missed me?"Harry looked up, forcing the embarrassment of being dressed that way from his mind. Gods had he missed Snape! He took a stumbling step forward before throwing his arms around Snape, nuzzling into his chest. "I did miss you! Real bad!" he said, sniffling a little and taking a step back after a few moments, rubbing his eyes. "I've b-been doing my homework every day, sometimes twice or three times a day!" he said, bouncing on his toes a little, a cute little smile on his lips. "A-and…and I…I'm getting real good at it! I don't even have to use fingers anymore!" he said, his smile brightening until he hugged the other one more time. "So…what are we gonna do? Are you sure no one will know it's me?" he asked, wrinkling his noes as he blew his bangs out of his eyes.Snape smiled a little. "That's impressive Harry," he said with a nod. "I can't wait until I can test how well your homework has been going." The thought of Harry doing as instructed all summer was making Snape again wish that he could do to Harry what he had been wanting to for a while, but that would have to wait. He had an evening prepared and the tension building up was going to be delicious. From his coat he produced a dozen red roses, holding them out to the boy. "These are for you, as my date for this evening," he said. "As for no one seeing you, it will only work if you really play the part." Snape reached out and took Harry's hand. "We're not going far so don't worry about walking," he said leading the boy on. As they walked Snape kept looking at the boy, how he moved in that skirt. He smirked just a bit as he led Harry down the street and too a near by building. Inside was a moderate restaurant, nothing too fancy although the water on the tables did refill it's self and the bread buttered it's self. "Good evening Professor," the hostess greeted them. "So this is your niece?" "Yes this is Hillary," Snape said glancing at Harry, "and it's her birthday so we want one of your best tables." "Of course," the hostess said waving them on. "Come this way." She lead them to a booth table against the wall. She gave them a menu and allowed them time to look it over as she went to tend to another table. "Well Hillary," Snape said, looking at the young cross dresser over the table, "I believe that we are on our first actual date. What do you think so far?"Harry's eyes widened when he saw the roses. They were beautiful! They looked like magical, Willy Wonka type roses or something you'd find in a storybook! He took them, gazing down at them before he nodded, looking up and taking ahold of Snape's hand happily. He struggled a bit to walk in the heels, his toes feeling particularly crammed in. He had no idea how grown women did it in heels much higher than the ones he had on.He blushed when Snape introduced him as his niece 'Hillary'. He would have to play his part and he was going to do it as well as he could. His voice still hadn't changed yet so that part was easy enough. Once they were sitting at the table, he looked over at Snape and nodded. "It's very nice sir! Thank you so much. This is the best birthday present I've ever gotten!"When the waitress came back, Harry looked up at her and bit his lip as she asked what he wanted to drink. He looked down at the menu and then back up at Snape. "Just ice water." he said, swinging his legs under the table. He didn't want to be rude or anything. Though, his eyes had caught a very lovely looking milkshake. It was peppermint flavored and came with a candy cane in it. He didn't want to ask for much, so he just waited, sitting on his hands nervously.Of course Snape's sharp eyes were paying attention as he noticed the way Harry was looking at his menu. "My niece Hillary will actually be having a milkshake," he said, "That one there with a candy cane. And I'll have your best red please." He handed the menu to the waitress and then looked back over at Harry. "You don't have to worry Hillary," he said, "you can order anything that you want tonight. Just so long as it's non-alcoholic." Of course to anyone else would take that as a joke but to him it was serious. He wasn't about to let Harry have anything alcoholic for another few years. Soon the drinks arrived and Snape sipped at his deep red wine. Of course he could hold his liquor better then an 11 year old boy now turned twelve. He did so love the taste of the sweetest wine. He finished drinking then looked over at Harry again. "Don't spoil your dinner Hillary," he warned. He didn't want Harry filling up on sweets although it made him feel rather like a father in a way. He forgot sometimes that his lover was so young. Much younger then him.Harry's eyes widened at the sight of the milk shake set before him. It was so pretty. All pink with whipped cream, a cherry, and the candy cane hanging on the edge of the glass. He nodded, pulling out the candy cane first, licking it clean in a rather seductive manner, though he wasn't quite doing it on purpose. Once the cream was all licked off, he set it aside on a napkin. He wanted to save it for later. He began to eat his milkshake with a spoon while Snape drank his wine, and he looked over at the other, swinging his legs again. "You didn't have to come all the way out here just for my birthday you know." he said softly. "I'm used to people just ignoring me so that would've been OK." he sat back, sitting on his hands now so he wouldn't eat too much of the sweet drink. He wanted to have room for dinner too. The waitress came back and took their orders. Harry just got a nice cheese burger, with mashed potatoes instead of fries. He loved burgers and didn't get them very often, but since it was his birthday he figured it'd be ok."Don't be silly," Snape said, almost as if Harry had been crazy, "It's your birthday, what kind of person would I be if I didn't come to see you." It surprised Snape a little as he realized the boy hadn't expected him to come to his birthday. He watched as Harry ordered burger, the boy seeming to enjoy himself as the meal arrived. By the look on Harry's face it was clear he didn't get such a meal everyday, or at any time. Snape had ordered a bit of beef but he wasn't really eating as he just watched Harry eat. "I suppose they don't feed you this well at that awful muggle house," Snape muttered, wondering if those horrible muggles fed him at all. Harry had always seemed so thin although his parents hadn't been all that plump. Snape took another drink of wine, as he watched Harry finish his meal. "Hillary," he said, placing his wine glass down again, "I'm sorry that I've had to leave you with those damned muggles for so long. I've tried my best to get around but I don't want to look as if I'm hanging about you, might raise someone's suspicions." He finished his wine and the nodded. "Are you ready to go now Hillary? We have a busy night ahead of us."Harry shrugged. "I understand. I begged Dumbledore to let me stay at Hogwarts but he said there was a special reason why I had to go back tot he Dusrley's. He wouldn't tell me what it was though. Not exactly." he said with a shrug. He gave a node, picking up the candy cane and licking at the top as they left, holding onto Snape's hand with his other non-busy hand. "What else is there? This is already so much!" he said, looking up at him and feeling his tummy tingling pleasantly. He was full, had a nice candy cane, and Snape holding his hand. He was the happiest boy in the world! He couldn't possibly think of anything else that would make him even happier. Just spending time with the one he loved was enough.Snape instructed the waitress to put the cost on his bill as he took a hold of the boy's hand again. He watched as Harry sucked on that candy cane, loving how Harry had the singular ability to suck. He would certainly have to put that tongue to good use tonight. "I still haven't give you your real present yet my dear," Snape said as he led them on. He lead them off into the secluded place, where there were trees and bushes and shadows to hide them. Snape pulled Harry close for a moment, leaning in and capturing the boy's lips in a sexy kiss. He could taste the sweetness of the candy cane as he slipped his tongue in Harry's mouth. He pulled apart and looked at Harry's sexy little face. "I have a big surprise for you Potter," he said, "tonight I'd like to give you a present I think you're ready for, especially now that you've been preparing yourself all summer." He reached a hand down and underneath Harry's skirt, rubbing that beautiful young behind that was well used by now. "I was thinking to do this when you got back to Hogwarts but I don't think I can wait that long, and you deserve a present don't you." Snape carefully and skillfully removed Harry's underwear, letting it fall down to the boy's ankle's. He undid his own pants and allowed his cock to pop free. "How would you feel if I told you tonight I would show you one of the best things two men can do together? Tonight I'm finally going to get to show you how a real man's cock feels..."