Fairy Tales

Brandon Snape was in an euphoric state of mind, he had a willing partner to drain, he was currently buried deep inside this willing partner and heelieelings were running so high that he was about to give part of himself to this w. T. There was this nagging, irritating voice in the back of his head that sounded suscepiciously like his father. Brandon had the feeling that Severus was trying to get him to stop his current activity, it was no use. The feeling was too great. His father’s voice was becoming louder and louder, getting more intense by the second; suddenly he was swept up and thrown across the alleyway he was in. The last thing he saw before his mind closed around the consciousness was his father’s face, he looked furious.

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Brandon woke to the muffled sounds of crying. Helena Snape sat on the edge of the bed holding her son’s hand willing him to open his eyes. Brandon took one long finger and slid it over his mother’s brow. Her head rose up, taking his sallow face into her hands, she wept, smiled, told him how much she loved him and how happy she was that he was safe. Brandon had a feeling of elation. He had always felt close with his mother, she was a beautiful woman that had taught him so much about the opposite sex, taught him about love, beautiful ard mud music...she was his salvation. Helena rose from his bedside, cupped his face one last time, leaned over to place a kiss on his forehead and walked out the door. Severus Snape sat right outside of his son’s room. He was in far too much of a temper to sit with him. As his beautiful wife swept open his son’s door she announced, “He is awake” very softly. Brandon had to strain to hear the words. Then another sentence came from her mouth that was far more irritated “Now, kill him.” she said flatly and walked down the hall.




Brandon had never seen his father so angry. Severus Snape stood looming over him in his bed of silky green sheets. Brandon noticed that his father’s eyes were stormy, his fists clinched, and his crest rising and falling a little too quickly.

Slowly, Severus made his way to the chair that his wife had occupied just moments before, he dipped is head and took a swift bite of his own wrist, placing it too his son’s mouth he said, “Drink, you look like hell.”

Brandon knew not to reject the offer. Several minutes later, Brandon broke the connection.

“Feeling better, son?”

“Yes, Father”, he answered quietly.

“Good.”

Brandon was getting more and more nervous by the moment. Severus just sat staring at him, not saying anything and certainly not respecting his wife opinion by ‘killing him’. Severus seemed to sense that uncomfortable air he was creating, but did nothing to sate the feelings of his son.

Brandon thought he may as well start.

“Father, I am sorry for my actions. I never intended to hurt anyone.”

Severus laughed; a rich, booming laugh. “You never meant to hurt anyone? Son do you realize that in the past 24 hours you have taken a life through an unforgivable and drain a girl to near death, tell me what were you thinking as you took her life? I know what you thought about Carnell, but the whore; what was your thought?”

“She was in pain, I-I thought-that is to say that I was under the impression at that moment that I could…”

“Relieve her of her pain?” Severus finished.

Brandon nodded.

“You do know that pain is part of living, do you not? Have I taught you nothing? You are playing with fire, son. You are gaining the attention of wizards here and abroad for your recklessness. Do you not see that the Dark Lord would love to have you in his corner? A vampire, with no inhibitions at all about killing; able to make killing erotic and entertaining at the same time; Blood thirsting is typical for our kind, it is in our nature, but I have not raised you to take a life. I will not stand by and watch you sink into the abyss that I once was in. You are too precious, hold too many talents, have too much of your mother in you. Do you realize the power that you obtain, or are you wandering around Louisiana poking your dick in every woman or girl that you can find and not looking for answers about your own self? Do you know why you are not easily satisfied?”

Brandon had the sensibility to look remorseful. Severus continued.

“A male as such as you only is born every thousand years or so…believe it or not, it was your mother and my dumb luck to have you the way we did. Jupiter and Mercury have to be lined up at a 35 degree angle, Pluto inside Neptune, me on top, her head pointed toward the 60 degree longitude, the list is vast of the requirements…we just were horney. I threw her down in the garden and banged on her until she could not continue. Beautiful; she was beautiful them and she is even more so now. Were you aware that you took your mother’s life? Yes, I was selfish and gave her my cursed life so that I did not loose her. She was the only bright thing in my life and though I did not deserve her, the moment she said good-bye to you and to me, I gave hy bly blood. I could not bare to live without her.”

“Father, my urges are-“

“Getting stronger, yes, I am aware of this. You have to maintain control of your person.”

“That doesn’t tell me much just that I am not now in control, I could tyou you that without help! I need to know how to control myself. I want to know why now I have been craving sex, craving blood, I can hear the blood course through muggles bodies and all I want to do is drain it out of them. I—my mind tells me that they are weak and unable too fight someone with mind power, but that is not necessarily the truth, witches at school, I control them just as easily. For some reason, for some reason muggles have become like a sweet to me, like some crave cakes and cookies, I crave muggle blood!”

Brandon threw himself down on the bed; he had not noticed that he had been pacing during his tantrum.

“Son, a lot of these answers I can not give you. We will train more on repelling the minds and thoughts of others. We will…your mother and I are always here to help you. Talk when you need too. These answers will come in time and for now I can only give you the advice that I was given, find a witch that satisfies your desires. A strong witch; keep her happy so that she will bend to your will in the bedroom, allow you to feast when needed.”

“It’s hard-“

“I never said it was going to be easy. I found your mother in the southern most state of Alabama. She was green when I met her. I had to train her to be sophisticated and elegant. She spoke with this horrible twang. Find a mate.”

“Yes, Father”

Severus turned to head out the door, as he opened it he stopped in the doorway and spoke softly, “I have terribly proud of the way you handled yourself during the duel. I am saddened that you have released the dark powers within yourself, however; I have never been more proud than to see you taking care of our family.”

Severus shut the door behind him.

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“Did you kill him?” asked Helena as Severus came into their bedchambers.

“No, love, I feared that you would be disappointed should I really have taken his life.” concluded Severus as he spelled away his clothing and walked toward the shower. Stepping into the warm water he found that his wife had followed him to the bathroom. “Joining me?”

“I have already cleansed myself, you have a lot of explaining to do…what do you mean you did not kill him? He was bedding a whore when you found him, paying for the services of…of…those types of women!”

“Really dear”, answered Severus as he lathered up his body, “bedding is an understatement. There was not anything closely resembling a bed around. He took her like a whore, hard and fast up against the side of a brick building. He is coming into his sexuality, you must be patient. He has not yet figured out the role of a Lamia, I am fairly certain he does not know he is one, idiot boy. One would think that he would be curious why I am not shoving that nasty-assed potion down his throat so that he can go outside! To think one of the dunderheads is also my son!!”

“I am concerned about his low-tolerance for woman, especially beautiful, voluptuous, muggle women. You and I both know that Forbes is looking for him. How can he protect himself if he is unaware that there is a woman wanting him dead?”

Severus laughed, “Pretty soon my love, most all women are going to want the boy dead! He’s screwing around so much that one is going to become dangerous. I had a fear that the red-head was Cathrin, it wasn’t. I suppose that the talk concerning his fate will have to come soon. After Draco leaves, he and I will sit down and have a nice chat about his heritage. I suppose then I will have to tell him that I am the Keeper of this City…that is something that I never wanted Bethey nor him to be aware of. Maybe I should take him to Hogwarts, he would be safe there from the Hunter. It would take time for her to track him there, plus if he stayed at the safe house while school was not in session…it is unplottable. Merlin knows I never wanted to make this decision… you know, as his mother, you might want to occasionally give an opinion.”

“Your hatefulness and sarcasm doesn’t work on me, love. I have seen your eyes roll to the back of your head in pleasure…it sort of takes the bite out of most your remarks.”

“No reason to get bitchy…” mumbled Severus

Helena watched as her husband rinsed his body, she was growing impatient for him to remove himself from the presence of the spraying water. “I’ll be waiting…in the bed…for you to arrive.”

Severus gave a wry grin to himself, “Yes, dear.”


Helena and Severus had been together for quite syearyears; however she never would cease to amaze him. She was lying atop their bed covers dressed in nothing but the night air coming in from an open window. Severus took a moment to admire the lovely woman, legs long and lean, leading to the most magical place he had ever been. Climbing onto the bed, he started with her ankles and slowly kisses his way up to the wonderful brown curls.

“I am in the mood for some kink…” he growled, “accio blade and cream.”

Helena giggled at him, knowing what was coming. Severus began to lather her then took the blade and slowly pulled it down the top of her pussy. Helena gave a sharp gasp drawing Severus attention to her face, “Painful darling or erotic?”

“Erotic…continue…” she moaned.

Severus kept the blade going until she was free from all pubic hair, preformed a cleaning charm, and smothered his face in-between his bride’s legs. She was terribly aroused by his attentions with the blade. He had made sure to brush against her clit several times in order to arouse it. Latching on to the small nub and sucking with some pressure, she gave a tremendous squeal as her body began to convulse with pleasure.

“For the love of God Severus, please take me…”

“Anything for my lady” he purred as he rose on top of her and entered her swiftly. “My pet, you are hot and sticky, anything I can do to help?” he asked innocently.

Helena was used to this type of play; she knew exactly what he wanted from her. She decided to turn the tables, so to speak. With a mumbled spell, she turned him over and slammed her body down on top of his. Reaching around to his balls, she grasped them roughly in her hand and then began to massage the pain away. “Yes, my love, you can fuck me long and hard, make me cum until I beg you to stop, let me ride you until my walls bring you to ecstasy then I want to smother you with my juices until you are hard again and you can then and only then you can take me dominatingly, on bottom, on my knees, in my ass, however you would like my dear.”

“Damn, you are a bitch, aren’t you?”

Helena began laughing as she began to ride Severus’ cock.