Happy Bloody Christmas, Severus Snape!
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult +
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31
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It's a trap!
‘Weasley didn’t know what hit him’ Severus thought as he observed with disdain the lump lying on the ground. Potter had been right on one account—the pretentious brat. Using an unforgivable would land Severus straight in Azkaban. A counter-intuitive move considering he wanted to spend every last moment of his miserable life with Hermione once she was returned to him. Besides, beating Weasley to within an inch of his life, while primitive and barbaric, had yielded some interesting results.
Hermione was being held by one Thomas Stryker, a mildly psychotic wizard with little skill and a plan for world domination. How Hermione fit into that plan Severus had been unable to ascertain, but he didn’t need to. Soon that stubborn witch would be back in his arms and they could spend the rest of their lives worrying about other things—children and finances, which of them should be getting up at 2am, green or scarlet.
“Really, Severus, was that necessary?” Snape smirked. Potter was walking through the door, rubbing his increasingly large head. Without the scar, the brat didn’t even look interesting anymore.
“Stryker. Does the ministry know anything about him?”
Potter cringed. ‘Not good’ Severus thought; he began to tower over Potter, growing exponentially taller and angrier for every second Potter held his tongue. Somewhere out there his future wife could be hurting—he needed to find her.
“Thomas Stryker? He is only our number one suspect in a string of disappearances. There have been whispers Severus, whispers that he is the next dark lord.”
Severus didn’t like the sound of that. Not now, not when he was finally so close to being happy. Would there ever be a time when someone wasn’t threatening the ones he loved?
“Where is he, Potter? Where is he holding Hermione?”
“Severus, he isn’t on Ron’s level. We can’t just run in, wands blazing. He’ll kill Hermione the second we get close enough. We have to have a plan.”
Severus had plans. But first, he needed to know where Hermione was being held. Severus needed to know that the newest evil, dark lord or not, was dead. How many times had he screwed up in this past year, in the past twenty years? If he got Hermione out of there safely, and could get rid of this Stryker now, Severus could still have the life he only dared dream of.
“Very well, Potter. But to plan this little escape, I must know where Hermione is being held.”
Potter watched with relief as Severus shrank back to his normal size. Severus knew Potter was letting his guard down, the arrogant fool. Potter loved to work in teams; it had always been his downfall. Today would be no different. Except this time, Severus would finally come out on top.
“I am glad you are coming to your senses Severus. Stryker owns a manor, miles away from Godric’s Hollow. I think…”
Whatever Potter thought, he didn’t have enough time to say it. Obviously no matter what Severus had tried to teach him at Hogwarts, the boy-who-lived never learned. ‘The Potter arrogance’ he thought snidely.
“Thank you for your assistance, Potter. I will be returning with Hermione shortly.”
Severus popped out, never considering what Harry’s next words might have been. He was a man on a mission. This time at least Severus was so kind as to leave Harry petrified only. Harry preferred being unconscious; at least then he wouldn’t have had to think about Severus falling right into Stryker’s trap. It occurred to him after waking up the last time that Ron had given Stryker’s name up too easily. Beating or no, Ronald Weasley was a stubborn ass, one that would have taken the name to his grave if it meant keeping Hermione from moving on.
Now all Harry could do was wait.
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A/N: Greetings everyone. Thanksgiving is fast approaching, so I thought I’d try to push through the writer’s block and make a post. Hope it was okay ^.^
Hermione was being held by one Thomas Stryker, a mildly psychotic wizard with little skill and a plan for world domination. How Hermione fit into that plan Severus had been unable to ascertain, but he didn’t need to. Soon that stubborn witch would be back in his arms and they could spend the rest of their lives worrying about other things—children and finances, which of them should be getting up at 2am, green or scarlet.
“Really, Severus, was that necessary?” Snape smirked. Potter was walking through the door, rubbing his increasingly large head. Without the scar, the brat didn’t even look interesting anymore.
“Stryker. Does the ministry know anything about him?”
Potter cringed. ‘Not good’ Severus thought; he began to tower over Potter, growing exponentially taller and angrier for every second Potter held his tongue. Somewhere out there his future wife could be hurting—he needed to find her.
“Thomas Stryker? He is only our number one suspect in a string of disappearances. There have been whispers Severus, whispers that he is the next dark lord.”
Severus didn’t like the sound of that. Not now, not when he was finally so close to being happy. Would there ever be a time when someone wasn’t threatening the ones he loved?
“Where is he, Potter? Where is he holding Hermione?”
“Severus, he isn’t on Ron’s level. We can’t just run in, wands blazing. He’ll kill Hermione the second we get close enough. We have to have a plan.”
Severus had plans. But first, he needed to know where Hermione was being held. Severus needed to know that the newest evil, dark lord or not, was dead. How many times had he screwed up in this past year, in the past twenty years? If he got Hermione out of there safely, and could get rid of this Stryker now, Severus could still have the life he only dared dream of.
“Very well, Potter. But to plan this little escape, I must know where Hermione is being held.”
Potter watched with relief as Severus shrank back to his normal size. Severus knew Potter was letting his guard down, the arrogant fool. Potter loved to work in teams; it had always been his downfall. Today would be no different. Except this time, Severus would finally come out on top.
“I am glad you are coming to your senses Severus. Stryker owns a manor, miles away from Godric’s Hollow. I think…”
Whatever Potter thought, he didn’t have enough time to say it. Obviously no matter what Severus had tried to teach him at Hogwarts, the boy-who-lived never learned. ‘The Potter arrogance’ he thought snidely.
“Thank you for your assistance, Potter. I will be returning with Hermione shortly.”
Severus popped out, never considering what Harry’s next words might have been. He was a man on a mission. This time at least Severus was so kind as to leave Harry petrified only. Harry preferred being unconscious; at least then he wouldn’t have had to think about Severus falling right into Stryker’s trap. It occurred to him after waking up the last time that Ron had given Stryker’s name up too easily. Beating or no, Ronald Weasley was a stubborn ass, one that would have taken the name to his grave if it meant keeping Hermione from moving on.
Now all Harry could do was wait.
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A/N: Greetings everyone. Thanksgiving is fast approaching, so I thought I’d try to push through the writer’s block and make a post. Hope it was okay ^.^