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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
54
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3,475
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269
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Unlikely Alliance
A/N - Thanks to Kate, as always and thanks to my beloved reviewers. I put a word in with Santa for you, hope it panned out well. Happy Christmas!
****WARNING**** - Kate told me this was disturbing and graphic, so watch a Disney movie when you are done reading this.
Chapter 11 – Unlikely Alliance
Severus woke to the sound of Kathryn changing the baby. He raised his head from the down pillow and blearily realized he must have slept through Ryan’s cries. He had returned from the Dark Lord’s side very late. Voldemort had thrown a party for his new allies and it had gone late into the night. Even pleading the need to be up early to teach the next morning hadn’t allowed him to escape all the festivities.
Feeling unclean, Severus crawled out of bed and into the shower. The bright whitrcelrcelain and tile seemed to taunt him with its cleanliness, a sharp contrast to his own feelings of impurity. Even after last night’s vigorous scrubbing, he felt filthy. He closed his eyes under the hot needles of spray and the image of the Muggle girl he had tortured and murdered last night returned to torment him. Her horror-stricken gaze was seared into his mind.
The imagoughough that had haunted his dreams was of golden ringlets tipped in scarlet as Miss Mangle had lapped at the girl’s wounds like a lover, her eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure and her mouth smeared with blood and other fluids he chose not to name. Her orgasmic pleasure as he had methodically inflicted pain on the woman had been almost enough to drive him screaming from the chamber.
Mr. Fenchurch and Madam Gideon had watched with calm dispassion as he worked; he had found their clinical gaze far less disturbing than the moans and cries of pleasure the golden-haired child had made, her tiny pink fingers working her own release, as she stared in avid hunger at the pain and depravity before her.
Severus had left as quickly as possible after that, vomiting and shaking in the forest while Hagrid held his head. His report to Albus had been made between bouts of further illness and the old man’s face had showed his age by the end of Severus’ recital.
Crawling into bed after his lengthy shower, he had buried his head in Kathryn’s hair and tried to believe that he would be clean again someday.
He was jerked back to the present as Kathryn’s hand grabbing his own made him realize that he had scrubbed his chest to bleeding. Without saying a word, she pulled him from the shower, dried him off with a few quick charms and rubbed salve into the raw flesh. Still without a word, she helped him get dressed as his hands were trembling too much for him to do up his buttons.
When he was dressed and ready, she handed him his papers and class notes which he grasped blindly and cupping his chin she pulled him into a soft kiss.
“Severus, you need anyg tog today, send a house elf to get me.” Her voice was steady and even, but he could see the depths of concern in her eyes.
“I will deduct some points and yell a bit and I’ll be fine.” His dry words made her smile, but it never reached her eyes. Gods how he loved the woman; she didn’t press him, but she wasn’t fooled either.
His day, already terrible, got worse. Accidents in the classroom saved from being disasters only by his lightning fast reflexes, followed by Slytherin losing a humiliating 340 to 20 Quidditch match against Gryffindor. Severus had sat beside Kathryn in the stands watching as Draco seemed unable to concentrate on the game and the rest of the team fell apart without their Captain’s leadership.
After gam game, red-faced and stammering, Draco was unable to explain his lapse to Severus. More worried by the boy’s distress than by the loss, he watched, concerned, as Draco was led off by Miss Broomworthy who was doing her best to comfort him.
September was proving to be a difficult month and they had only just started the year.
As he was walking away from the game, Harry came running up to him, panting and out of breath.
“Professor Snape!” He called and Severus paused to let cat catch up.
“Mr. Potter.” He answered, rather surprised by the boy’s action.
“I’m sorry to bother you, sir.” The courtesy Harry was displaying made Severus stop and stare at him in surprise. Harry returned his look with a wry smile. “I was talking to Min earlier today, sir, and I put it together with some of the things I have been ‘seeing’.” Severus grasped the situation immediately and grabbed Harry’s elbowidiniding him off of the main road and along to his own passage.
Minutes later, Harry was seated in his office and Severus was shocked to find himself handing the boy a cup of tea and talking with him civilly. Severus wasn’t sure which one of them was more bemused by the situation: himself or Harry.
“So, Min was talking about how Fauna has been acting very strangely lately and I have been getting tiny flashes of this tall thin scary man and this little evil girl for the last three months and then Professor Leblanc said they were Dark Powers…” Severus felt a jolt go through him.
“Kathryn knew about them?” Why didn’t she say anything?
“I told her only yesterday, sir.” Severus relaxed; she hadn’t had any time. “When I had told her what I had seen, she got really pale. Then she told me that they were really bad and that Voldemhad had doomed himself by calling upon them.”
“She’s right about that, but he could do a lot of damage before he goesn.” n.” Severus had visions of a dying Voldemort taking his Death Eaters down with him, a group that sadly included one Severus Snape.
“Yes, sir. She said that too. Anyway, about Fauna.” The boy was obviously troubled.
“What about her?” Severus was confused. What had Miss Broomworthy to do with Voldemort?
“Fauna’s in love with Draco and when Min told her it was hopeless, Fauna said all these horrible nasty things to Min. She was really upset.” Harry sounded more upset about Min’s distress than about whatever was going on with Miss Broomworthy; how curious.
“What does this have to do with those ‘people’ you’ve seen?” Severus asked.
“Min is very level-headed, sir she she said that it was as if Fauna was inhabited by something dark.” Harry paused to gather his thoughts and took a breath. “Professor Leblanc said they offered you stuff but that what you got was never worth the price.”
It clicked in Severus’s mind then like a terrible jigsaw puzzle. Suddenly Draco’s distraction and Miss Broomworthy’s solicitude made sense.
“She left with Draco!” Severus was up and running, Harry right behind him.
****WARNING**** - Kate told me this was disturbing and graphic, so watch a Disney movie when you are done reading this.
Chapter 11 – Unlikely Alliance
Severus woke to the sound of Kathryn changing the baby. He raised his head from the down pillow and blearily realized he must have slept through Ryan’s cries. He had returned from the Dark Lord’s side very late. Voldemort had thrown a party for his new allies and it had gone late into the night. Even pleading the need to be up early to teach the next morning hadn’t allowed him to escape all the festivities.
Feeling unclean, Severus crawled out of bed and into the shower. The bright whitrcelrcelain and tile seemed to taunt him with its cleanliness, a sharp contrast to his own feelings of impurity. Even after last night’s vigorous scrubbing, he felt filthy. He closed his eyes under the hot needles of spray and the image of the Muggle girl he had tortured and murdered last night returned to torment him. Her horror-stricken gaze was seared into his mind.
The imagoughough that had haunted his dreams was of golden ringlets tipped in scarlet as Miss Mangle had lapped at the girl’s wounds like a lover, her eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure and her mouth smeared with blood and other fluids he chose not to name. Her orgasmic pleasure as he had methodically inflicted pain on the woman had been almost enough to drive him screaming from the chamber.
Mr. Fenchurch and Madam Gideon had watched with calm dispassion as he worked; he had found their clinical gaze far less disturbing than the moans and cries of pleasure the golden-haired child had made, her tiny pink fingers working her own release, as she stared in avid hunger at the pain and depravity before her.
Severus had left as quickly as possible after that, vomiting and shaking in the forest while Hagrid held his head. His report to Albus had been made between bouts of further illness and the old man’s face had showed his age by the end of Severus’ recital.
Crawling into bed after his lengthy shower, he had buried his head in Kathryn’s hair and tried to believe that he would be clean again someday.
He was jerked back to the present as Kathryn’s hand grabbing his own made him realize that he had scrubbed his chest to bleeding. Without saying a word, she pulled him from the shower, dried him off with a few quick charms and rubbed salve into the raw flesh. Still without a word, she helped him get dressed as his hands were trembling too much for him to do up his buttons.
When he was dressed and ready, she handed him his papers and class notes which he grasped blindly and cupping his chin she pulled him into a soft kiss.
“Severus, you need anyg tog today, send a house elf to get me.” Her voice was steady and even, but he could see the depths of concern in her eyes.
“I will deduct some points and yell a bit and I’ll be fine.” His dry words made her smile, but it never reached her eyes. Gods how he loved the woman; she didn’t press him, but she wasn’t fooled either.
His day, already terrible, got worse. Accidents in the classroom saved from being disasters only by his lightning fast reflexes, followed by Slytherin losing a humiliating 340 to 20 Quidditch match against Gryffindor. Severus had sat beside Kathryn in the stands watching as Draco seemed unable to concentrate on the game and the rest of the team fell apart without their Captain’s leadership.
After gam game, red-faced and stammering, Draco was unable to explain his lapse to Severus. More worried by the boy’s distress than by the loss, he watched, concerned, as Draco was led off by Miss Broomworthy who was doing her best to comfort him.
September was proving to be a difficult month and they had only just started the year.
As he was walking away from the game, Harry came running up to him, panting and out of breath.
“Professor Snape!” He called and Severus paused to let cat catch up.
“Mr. Potter.” He answered, rather surprised by the boy’s action.
“I’m sorry to bother you, sir.” The courtesy Harry was displaying made Severus stop and stare at him in surprise. Harry returned his look with a wry smile. “I was talking to Min earlier today, sir, and I put it together with some of the things I have been ‘seeing’.” Severus grasped the situation immediately and grabbed Harry’s elbowidiniding him off of the main road and along to his own passage.
Minutes later, Harry was seated in his office and Severus was shocked to find himself handing the boy a cup of tea and talking with him civilly. Severus wasn’t sure which one of them was more bemused by the situation: himself or Harry.
“So, Min was talking about how Fauna has been acting very strangely lately and I have been getting tiny flashes of this tall thin scary man and this little evil girl for the last three months and then Professor Leblanc said they were Dark Powers…” Severus felt a jolt go through him.
“Kathryn knew about them?” Why didn’t she say anything?
“I told her only yesterday, sir.” Severus relaxed; she hadn’t had any time. “When I had told her what I had seen, she got really pale. Then she told me that they were really bad and that Voldemhad had doomed himself by calling upon them.”
“She’s right about that, but he could do a lot of damage before he goesn.” n.” Severus had visions of a dying Voldemort taking his Death Eaters down with him, a group that sadly included one Severus Snape.
“Yes, sir. She said that too. Anyway, about Fauna.” The boy was obviously troubled.
“What about her?” Severus was confused. What had Miss Broomworthy to do with Voldemort?
“Fauna’s in love with Draco and when Min told her it was hopeless, Fauna said all these horrible nasty things to Min. She was really upset.” Harry sounded more upset about Min’s distress than about whatever was going on with Miss Broomworthy; how curious.
“What does this have to do with those ‘people’ you’ve seen?” Severus asked.
“Min is very level-headed, sir she she said that it was as if Fauna was inhabited by something dark.” Harry paused to gather his thoughts and took a breath. “Professor Leblanc said they offered you stuff but that what you got was never worth the price.”
It clicked in Severus’s mind then like a terrible jigsaw puzzle. Suddenly Draco’s distraction and Miss Broomworthy’s solicitude made sense.
“She left with Draco!” Severus was up and running, Harry right behind him.