Black Velvet (смешанная)

Pushing past Snape's defenses and finding his deepest, most guarded memory had almost been like a game of quidditch, where the reward was a snitch full of knowledge
He almost wishes it hadn't been.
He knew he should feel sick, he should find his father's actions repulsive, but instead, all he could think of was the humiliated look on the young Slytherin's face, the blush that went all the way down his neck, his shouts of anger as they stripped him bare and dragged him to the Forbidden Forest to 'teach him a lesson.'
Harry's cock had never been so hard in his life.