Life Begins Anew

A/N Graphic torture and death. Skip if you cannot handle it.


Severus arrived at the entrance way of an unfamiliar manor. He detected a movement in the shadows. Must be Pettigrew he thought as he pulled out his wand and sent out a stinging hex.

He heard a yelp and Peter Pettigrew came out of the shadows, rubbing his arse.
“Severus!” Pettigrew sneered at him. “Our Lord is waiting. He is expecting something from you, and he is in a most foul mood!”

He glared disdainfully at the rat like form of Pettigrew. “I can see that you hope that I will fail. Be assured that I am most loyal to our Lord! Now, away with you! You impede my arrival.” Pettigrew withdrew into the shadows, motioning him to move forward.

Severus made his way to his Dark Lord, dropping down and kissing the Dark Lord’s robes. He was in a huge meeting hall easily large enough to fit his entire army of Death Eaters.

“Severus, do you have the list that I require?” Asked Voldemort, his red eyes narrowing.

“I do, my Lord! I intercepted a letter from Dumbledore to Moody! It seems that the traitors were placed in our midst without the old fool’s knowledge. I heard an altercation outside his office while I was waiting to meet him. Moody stormed out and I saw the old fool penning this….” He pulled out the letter, which was now Hogwarts green versus the blood red that it had been when he placed it in his robes. “Dumbledore was upset after finding out about rogue recruits to our ranks!”

“Rise Severus and approach!”

Severus went to Voldemort and handed him the envelope and waited.
Voldemort examined the envelope and saw that it was sealed. “What is this?” he asked his voice cold and filled with malice. “How do you know that this contains the name of the traitor’s, and not the old fool’s shopping list?”

“My Lord! I can assure you I saw the names on the parchment contained within……”

“Legillimens!”

He barely had time to put up his barriers concealing his status of a double spy as the Dark Lord brutally entered his mind. Severus felt his body give way and crumple as he screamed out in agony, his mind afire.

Voldemort rifled through Severus memories harshly, looking for the memory that would prove to him his loyalty to the Circle and him. He briefly looked at the scholar’s ceremony, laughing at the complete shock that his Knight had felt when his Initiate’s name was announced in the Great Hall.

There! He located the memory that he wanted and lightened the attack on Severus mind so that he could get a full study of it.

Severus Memory:

Severus stood outside the Headmaster’s open door, clearly hearing a heated argument between the Headmaster and Moody.

“Keep the bloody list Albus, for you may have need of them. They are not in the Order, but I would trust them with my life, and that should tell you something!” Moody clumped closer to the desk. “Snape has not given us anything in months, and when he does it is useless! I tell you Albus let me cart that snake to Azkaban. You are crazy to trust him!”

“No, I trust him Moody and that is all that will be said”

“Fine!” Moody angrily shouted. “They will be under my control and I’ll pass along anything that is important.” He strode through the door and noticed Snape in the shadows. “I’ve got my eye on you Snape, and don’t you forget it. Once a Death Eater, always a Death Eater!”

Snape answered back in a bored tone “I’m quaking in my dragon hide boots, Moody. You really are paranoid.” Moody pushed past him and Snape shot a stinging hex out at the ex-auror. Despite the rundown appearance, Moody still possessed incredible reflexes and easily dodged it. He turned around and glared back at Snape before resuming his way out of the castle.

Snape approach the headmaster’s desk, asking about the argument. The headmaster absently answered back about spies he knew nothing about, concentrating on the list that Moody had given him. He saw the traitors names as the headmaster sealed the envelope, sending it to Moody demanding him to release the wizards before they would be killed. As the owl left to deliver the letter, Snape discreetly placed a befuddlement and tracking charm on the owl.

End Memory

The Dark Lord pulled out his mind and noticed the Death Eater collapsed in front of him with blood seeping out of his nose and ears. There was no doubt that the memory was genuine.

“Rise Severus, and take your place beside me.”

Severus felt healing magic flow over him as the Dark Lord healed his wounds. He stood silently next to Voldemort.

The Dark Lord motioned for the pair at the entry to his throne room to move forward. They both bowed and kissed the hem of his robe. “Rise Lucius! Is all prepared with our Initiate?”

“It is My Lord.”

“Rise Initiate!”
Sara arose, keeping her head bowed.

Voldemort pressed his wand to his mark, calling the rest of the Inner Circle to him. They appeared immediately, forming a circle around their master, wearing dark robes and a skull mask. “Welcome, my Knights of Walpurgis. Draw your wands and point them out!”

All complied with their masters order.

“Initiate, you know what to do.”

Sara approached the beginning of the circle and tapped each wand, looking directly into each Knight’s eyes, gauging a reaction. None showed any. Malfoy, Pettigrew, Avery, Macnair, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, Bellatrix and Rodophus Lestrange. She finally came to her brother, tapping her wand. His black obsidian eyes showed no emotion.
She approached the Dark Lord and went to one knee, awaiting his next command.

“Well Initiate! What is the verdict?”

“All here are faithful and loyal to you My Lord.” She said just loud enough for everyone to hear.

Voldemort said nothing as he pressed his wand against his mark once again.
Swirls appeared, forming into members of the Outer Circle, immediately bowing in the spot that they arrived at. There was complete silence as everyone waited, eyes toward their master. Within 10 minutes, all of the Death Eaters had arrived.

Voldemort passed through his Inner Circle and sat upon his throne. “Knights, go to your element!” He commanded.

The Inner circle walked down as the Outer Circle formed into ten elements of fifty Death Eaters.

Severus approached his, shaking his head slightly to ensure that there was no questionable movements. He turned around and faced the Dark Lord’s throne.

“Stand Initiate!” The Dark Lord coldly intoned, red eyes glowing. “Death Eaters, you will approach my Initiate with your wand held out. Knights to the rear of your element!” He motioned for the first element to approach.

Sarah began tapping her wand to the Death Eaters wand as they approached her, taking a minute with each as she looked into their eyes. Eight hours later, the last Death Eater approached her as she tapped her wand.

Voldemort had watched the whole thing with interest. None had shown any concerns over his unusual request. Impressive, as he had never called his entire order at one time. He normally summoned by element when he set them upon a mission. He noticed that his Initiate had faced him, awaiting his command.

“Well, Initiate, are you ready?” The Dark Lord asked as he conjured up a quill and parchment.

She wordlessly took the parchment and wrote the names of the traitors down and handed her Lord the parchment.

Voldemort pulled out the list provided by Severus and compared the two. He knew it was a genuine match as Severus had not met his sister until the evening previously, allowing for no conspiracy. He waved his hand out toward the Outer Circle, felling the five traitors named on both list. “Knights, bring them forward!”

The Inner Circle quickly complied, brining the unconscious wizards forward and holding them up.

The Dark Lord entered each traitors mind and found that they indeed were traitors and wandlessly woke them to consciousness.

Voldemort faced his followers. “I have never called our entire Order together before now! I have just confirmed that five of our brothers are not what they seem. They have been passing information to the Order of the Phoenix!”

Angry muttering could be heard within the hall.

Voldemort entered Sara’s mind. **Witch, do you know what I require? I want to see what you offer. Your initiation is to torture and kill. I am looking for creativity. Oh yes! Wizards can do what I demand, but very few witches can. I will have one of my knights assist you, but you will control this session. She felt the Dark Lord connect his Knights mind to her so they could communicate. ****

He felt her joy at being able to prove herself.

***I am yours My Lord! The task you ask would need the use of my wand to conjure up some implements. I wish to make a vow to you before proceeding! ****
***By all means*** Impressed that she would limit herself in such a way. It would make her so much easier to manipulate.

“I swear My Lord, that I will never raise my wand in harm to you while in your physical presence!” She voiced out. She felt the magiks swirl as she stated her vow.

“I accept your vow Initiate!” Voldemort intoned. He then entered Severus mind. ***You will assist, faithful one****

Severus then went down and joined the Initiate. ***Well, what shall we do first?”**** He sent out in a bored sounding tone.

She grabbed the first traitor from the nearest Knights arm. “Divesto!” The wizard became naked, mask less, and bared to all. “Levicorpus!” The naked traitor was floating upside down now.

She tapped her wand to her mask, thinking of how to start this. Magical and quick, with a dark magic she was sure that Lord Voldemort would appreciate. One that she learned while as an apprentice with her Dark Arts Master. With her next victim, she would show the creativity of physical torture.

She pointed her wand toward the hanging traitor, lowering her wand to his penis. She pointed it and muttered “Sentio Volnero Et Abseg Sano!” and it fell to the floor, the wizard screaming in crazed agony. She laughed as she saw the army of Death Eaters subconsciously reached for their bits. She had purposely did that as every wizard hated harm to their privates and would make an impression to them.

Severus was surprised at the spell as he cast “Sectumsempra”, slicing deeply into the wizard’s chest. The traitor screamed in renewed agony. He continued to cast the spell as she sliced all of the appendages before the gathering. The searing of the appendages left very little blood, a fact that he knew the Dark Lord would not like. He stopped as he noticed her raise her wand. He felt the hairs rise on his neck as she called very dark forces to her command.

The traitor rose in the air more until he was facing the assembled outer circle, flesh morphing. His body seemed to melt from within as the traitor screamed an ungodly scream.

Severus watched as bones became liquid in the traitors body. It looked like he was melting.

Sara muttered the last of the incantation, and the body burst out, spewing blood and bits of flesh, covering the Outer Circle as the she cackled loudly, ensconced in bloody flesh as well.

Sara looked to the Dark Lord for approval. “Very impressive Initiate. Continue!"

She walked up to the next traitor and looked in his eyes. She could sense the fear emanating from the wizard. Ah! Reginold Cattermole. He began to struggle against the tight grip of his captor.

***My Lord, may I remove my robes? They will get in the way of what I need to do to fulfill your request.***

***By all means. You as well Knight. There is no need to have further answer from me Initiate. Knight, you will obey the Initiate in whatever she requires from you. ***

She removed her robe, and let it fall to the floor. Severus did the same and stood waiting, wand held loosely in his hands. She tucked her wand into the waistband of her trousers.

Without warning she swung her fist and connected with the traitor’s nose, breaking it, blood dripping down. She spent the next twenty minutes pummeling the face until it was a bloody pulp. The gasps from the traitor filling the completely silent room. She grabbed the traitor by the shoulders, forcing him out of the grip of his captor and throwing him forcefully to the floor.

***Time for some good old fashioned arse kicking, Knight!***

Her pointed boot connected to the traitor as she heard a groan issue from the fallen form. Severus joined in with gusto, not wanting to draw the Dark Lord’s notice to him. After twenty minutes, Sara stopped and he did as well. She knelt down and whispered to the traitor “You know I am nowhere near finished with you. You better pull whatever reserve you have within you, or the Dark Lord may go after your newborn son, thinking I am lacking in my skills!” She licked at the blood on the traitor’s ear. She was pleased as she saw the traitor shudder.

Sara conjured up two trays with muggle medical implements. ***Have you ever flayed a wizard alive, Knight?***
***No, I prefer magical means versus those of muggles. They cannot compare to magical means!***

***I am glad to educate…..” She paused. “You on the benefit that the muggles have. They can be very sadistic, even without magic. Follow my lead!***

She pulled the wand from her waistband at pointed it at the fallen traitor. “Divesto!” “Wingardium Leviosa!” The traitor rose in the air until mid height of Sara. She tucked her wand back into her waistband and picked up a scalpel, cutting a straight line down the traitors back, blood flowing as the scalpel cut downward. Renewed screams filled the air. ***The key is to not cut too deep*** She started to flay the left side of the back, as Severus started on the right. Soon the back was missing the skin. She then conjured up two cat o nine tails with metal bits on the end. She grabbed one and gave it a flick. ***Join me, Knight! *** As she started to expertly use it on the traitors back. They worked the whips, bits of flesh falling into the expanding pool of blood.

***Initiate, I believe your victim is close to death.” *** Severus sent out through the bond.

***So it would seem.***

She sighed her disappointment as she pointed her wand and coldly intoned “Enerveriate!”

Screams once again filled the air. She pulled out her wand and used a cutting charm until the traitor’s heart was exposed, beating. She then conjured the scalpel into a stiletto and rammed it through the heart, watching the life ebb from the tortured wizard. “Levicorpus!” The traitor now hung upside down, and she slit his throat with the stiletto, bleeding the traitor out.

***Initiate, you are worthy of joining my ranks!***

Sara went and bowed down before her Lord.

“Death Eaters! Tonight is a celebration! Go into the next hall, there are 500 muggles awaiting your….pleasure. Take the remaining traitors with you and ensure they are punished!”

Soon the hall emptied, leaving Sara alone with the Inner Circle and Lord Voldemort.

“Time to mark her, Knight!”

There was a pause as she felt her trousers roughly pulled down and the Knight entered her bum, sheathing her tight. The Knight began to sodomize her harshly, as she felt the most horrendous pain on her left forearm. She screamed out, feeling the pain from both. As she felt the wizard come, the burning in her left arm became too much, and she fell unconscious.

She slowly came to, noticing the Inner Circle observing her. The Dark Lord left his throne and helped her up,removing her mask. “My knights of Walpurgis, Welcome Sara Snape to our ranks!”