Dante's Inferno

AN: First chapter is up,have been busy with exams and stuff. Updates may not be frequent, however I will try to update at least regularly. To any old readers, there are some MAJOR changes in this chapter. Please forgive any spelling and grammar mistakes, as english is not my native language. I will try to edit any mistakes I might find, I'm hoping there aren't any ;) To my reviewers: I love you guys ^^ Thank you, I'm so glad some people remembered the story, and liked it! mithrilandtj: Dante is about 17-18 ish, still to be decided ;) XOXO MM


Chap 1

Coincidence or fate?

Severus Snape was furious, Dumbledore the old coot had insisted Severus look for the Potter brat in Muggle London. Dumbledore refused to give up hope, he claimed that Harry simply could not be dead, because that was not his fate. Apparently the old man suffered from a bad conscience, it was after all he who dumped the child with his relatives oh so capable hands. Dumbledore blamed Harry's disappearance on himself, and was desperately looking for the boy so that he could beg his forgiveness. Or at least that was what Dumbledore claimed to be the case, however Snape had his doubts about Dumbledore's true agenda.

Severus was deep in thought while walking the streets of the more shady neighbourhoods in London, so deep in thought in fact that he did not notice the gang of men following him. He did in fact not notice the men following him until he was surrounded by them, some spy he was. The men looked rather ragged and malicious, and before Severus could act the men jumped on him. They were pounding him without regret, and also searching his pockets for any valuables. Until they suddenly heard a whistle, they quickly turned around in anger at being interrupted.

"Who's there?" The leader of the thugs cried out, while cracking his knuckles. A light chuckle filled the air, sending chills down the spines of the thugs.

"Do, I have to tell you my name?" A young man asked while stepping out of the shade, emerald green eyes glinting dangerously. He was quite tall, slim but well built, handsome, raven black hair cut in a Mohawk like style the tips of the hair dyed in a green that matched his eyes, it appeared that he had quite a few piercings and tattoos, and he was dressed in worn jeans with holes, a studded belt, a black leather jacket, black t- shirt and black converse shoes. All in all he was a real handsome guy, a guy that the thugs seemed to recognize.

"Dante" The leader gasped out, his eyes wide with fear. The other thugs immediately stepped away from Severus, when they heard the name of the man in the shadows.

"Right you are Cobra, right you are. Now do you remember what I told you the last time I saw you? No? Well, then by all means let me refresh your memory. I told you, that if I ever saw you bothering someone on my terf again, I would gut you like a fish. Didn't I?" The thug leader quickly nodded, looking very much like he was about to soil his pants. "I might give you one more shot, if you get the hell out of here right now. If not, well, I have a rather dull knife in my pocket. It takes a lot longer if you use a dull knife you know." Dante chuckled evilly as the thugs ran out of the alley as fast as they possibly could.

Severus could not believe his own eyes, exactly what had just happened? A man, surely no more than in his early twenties at the oldest had just scared of a gang of 5 grown men, criminal men.

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However before Severus could even thank his savior, this so called Dante had disappeared. Leaving Severus alone in the dark alley, this was certainly not a common occurrence. Though Severus certainly was proficient at fighting, he could not deny the fact that he would have lost this fight. He owed this Dante his debt. However if the fates wished for them to meet again, then they would surely do so. Severus brushed off his clothes before continuing with his search.

Several hours later...

No matter how many people Severus asked he would get the same answer:
No they didn't know anything about this boy he was looking for, however Dante probably could help him out.
Severus was thoroughly confused, everybody kept mentioning this Dante. As he considered himself quite intelligent he had of course already deduced that this Dante was probably the very same person who had saved him earlier. So now a new question surfaced, how did he find this Dante?

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Dante entered his nightclub, greeting people while he was wading through the mass of writhing bodies. Music pounded in his ears, and the lights kept changing to match the beat. There was a really good dj tonight, one Dante was seriously contemplating hiring for good. After a while he had finally reached the staircase that led up to his personal area in the night club, only a few people were allowed up there.
Finally Dante reached his friends, they were already there drinking shots whilst waiting for him.

"Dante you are late!" Lust said while pouring Dante a shot of tequila.

"I ran into some trouble, Cobra was lurking about again." Dante said as he accepted the tequila shot. He promptly drank it down in one go before pouring himself another shot.

"Did you take care of it? Or did you want me and wrath to deal with it?" Pride asked while lighting himself a cigarette.

"It's all right I already took care of it, although I do sense that something peculiar will happen tonight. So keep the partying light for tonight, I got nothing specific so I don't know if it's trouble or not."
Dante said while lighting his own cigarette and sitting down in the velvet couch. They all nodded their understanding, they might know more than the average person about Dante. However he had some abilities that still baffled them, and this was one of them. They all knew that if Dante warned them that something was coming, then they sure as hell better be good and ready for whatever it was when it came.

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After another hour of questioning the people in the neighborhood, Severus had finally found out where the nightclub Dante's Inferno was located. Thus he now found himself standing outside the club gazing up at the blazing lettering on the outside of the club.

"Oy mate! Are you gonna stand in line, or are you just happy with gawking at the sign?" The bouncer said in a disgruntled voice, whilst motioning towards the rapidly growing line outside of the entrance door. Severus quickly went to the back of the line. After about 15 minutes he was finally let into the club, the explosion of sound that hit him as he entered made the stoic man flinch. He had certainly been to night clubs before, however he quickly came to understand that he had been mentally unprepared for this one. The pounding music combined with the shifting lights and large mass of dancing people, made for a huge impression.

Severus' sensitive nose could literally smell sex and lust in the air, however that wasn't altogether that surprising if one looked at the so called dancing. Sex with clothes on would perhaps be a better name, he watched with a mixture of fascination and disgust as a woman was grinding into two men one in front of her and one behind her. However he supposed that the fact that women weren't exactly his cup of tea might have clouded his judgment a little bit.

After observing the "scenery" for a while, Severus decided that the best course of action would probably be to ask the bartender about Dante. So Severus began making his way towards the bar. He had tried to extend his internal magic to search for this Dante, however something was blocking him. After having bumped into several people and barely escaping the grinding maelstrom of bodies it was safe to say that Severus was relieved when he finally reached the bar.

It was a quite large bar and four people were working at an extreme fast pace, concocting cocktails that looked as complicated as potions to the potions master's eyes. Two young women and two young men, were serving, being paid, taking tips, chatting and flirting with the customers sometimes these actions seemed to be conducted simultaneously. It was truly a remarkable sight for the stoic wizard to behold, after all the night life of the wizarding world wasn't exactly lively or varied for that matter. He could pretty much count the places worth going to in Britain on one hand, and most of those places were pubs. Though he had heard that the vampire society was rumored to have a series of clubs, however he had been vary of these places since many vampires had cooperated with the dark lord. Suffice it to say that this was quite a new experience for Severus, and frankly he was feeling quite baffled and he looked the part to.

Severus was snapped out of his trance by a pleasant voice hollering at him over the music, "Oy what will it be?" The owner of the smooth voice was a young man who appeared to be in his mid twenties, his caramel colored skin and curly brown hair were very pleasing on the eye. The fact that he also had a killer body and gorgeous eyes didn't escape Severus' notice either, the bartender made quite an impact. So much so, that Severus found himself at a loss of words. "First time here luv?" The bartender said with a soft smile.

Severus stiffly nodded, before he once more was the master over his own voice. He cleared his throat before he hoarsely said "I'm looking for Dante, I have urgent business with him." The bartenders chocolate colored eyes widened briefly at the mention of Dante's name before narrowing.

"One does not just demand to see Dante, I'm guessing you don't have an appointment either." Severus gave a short shake of his head, hoping that the bartender would be willing to help him. "We don't need troublemakers here, but I'll give you the benefit of a doubt. I'll call him up and ask him if he'll see you, but if he says no then you'll leave. You can leave on your own accord or I can call up our brute force to toss you out on your ear, are we understood?"

"Yes, I understand and I really appreciate it." Severus said, there was no need for more words. He knew that if he had elaborated, then he might just as well have sabotaged himself. After all silence was golden.

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Dante stiffened whilst drinking his chilled ale, he was never one for drinking the same thing the entire night. He liked variation, however variation was also a bitch when it came to hangovers, and it was a double edged sword. "Hand me the phone Sloth, Marcel will call any minute now." Sloth didn't even look at Dante weirdly before handing him the phone.

Thirty seconds later the phone rang, Dante let it ring twice before picking it up. "Hello Marcel"

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Severus watched while the bartender talked on the phone, presumably it was with Dante however Severus had no way of knowing that for certain. After barely twenty seconds the conversation appeared to be over. The bartender appeared to be scrutinizing Severus before he spoke, "I'm to take you up to see him now."

"Oy Lizzie!"
"Aye Marcel?"
"I'll be escorting this gentleman up to Dante, I'll be back shortly. Have you guys got it covered?"
"Sure thing Marcel! Will ya bring back some more ice and rum? We're running short!"
"Of course love, what kind do you want? Captain Morgan?"
"Nah, I need the clear kind you know the one in the blue bottle. They be wanting Libres not spiced."
"Righto! I'll be back before you know it."
"Ta! Luv!"

The bartender or Marcel as he seemed to be called, gestured for Severus to follow him. Thoroughly confused by the conversation that had just taken place, the wizard followed Marcel in a slight daze. It seemed like they had been speaking English, however at the same time they might as well have spoken greek . Because Severus certainly didn't know what Libres were and not to mention spiced, though he had deduced that they must have been speaking about some type of cocktail. But seeing as Severus' cocktail expertise was limited to gillywater, the conversation still made no sense what so ever to the spy. He had no idea that searching for the Potter brat would open up such fascinating doors.

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Dante was fully aware of the approaching stranger as he lit himself another cigarette, however to the others in the room he was seemingly unaware of the rapidly approaching men. The slight sound of music could be heard from the rest of the club, the VIP section was more secluded and thus protected from the brunt of the pounding music. Dante inhaled while leaning back in his seat, he was certainly looking forward to what fate had in store for him. He had sensed that new people would enter his life and that old acquaintances would resurface. There had also been signs of an approaching war as well as a new romantic interest, how exciting...

Finally Marcel stood before him, eager to please and ready to introduce the guest of honour. Dante certainly knew everything about Marcel's eagerness, he had been a very good lay and an extremely good sport as well. It had been refreshing to shag a person that wasn't trying to weld the relationship chains around him, Marcel had been fully understanding about Dante's one night only policy. In fact Marcel had been back in the hunting game himself the very next day, though he had been clear on the fact that should Dante ever want a repeat performance then he would be willing to. Definitely tempting, however some rules should not be broken.

Dante had certainly had his share of serious relationships as well, however that was before he received some extra responsibilities. The hunting game was no longer about finding a life mate, it was all about relief. Dante's musings were interrupted by Marcel's pleasant voice. "Here he is Dante, apparently he's looking for some information."

"Very well Marcel, thank you. I can handle it from here." Marcel nodded his head, understanding that he had just been dismissed and quickly got back to work.

Now Dante finally took himself the time to check out this stranger, it didn't take long however until he discovered that there was something familiar about him. "Would you mind coming closer please? You look familiar, though I can't seem to place you and the dim lighting isn't exactly helping out."

The man elegantly stepped closer to Dante, and effectively entered the light. His pale face that had previously been shrouded in shadows in the dimly lighted room, was now clear for all to see. His obsidian gaze met the emerald eyes of Dante whose eyes widened in recognition. "Aaah, now I remember. The bloke from earlier today, the one having trouble with Cobra and his gang of thugs. I reckon I could call you my very own damsel in distress, now how may I be of service. I am eager to please you." Dante said in a velvety purr.

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Severus felt and probably looked incredibly uncomfortable, especially under the scrutinizing eyes of this Dante. He flinched at being called a damsel in distress, and a scathing reply almost tumbled out of his thin lips but he managed to stop himself in time. "I believe I still owe you my thanks for your rescue, I had wanted to do so earlier today but you vanished from the site rather quickly."

"There's no need for thanks, my name is Dante and who might you be? If I may ask?"
"I am Severus Snape."

"So Severus, may I call you Severus?" Dante asked while gazing at the dark haired man before him. After receiving a nod, Dante continued. "How may I be of service to you?"

Severus cleared his throat before saying in a hoarse voice. "I'm looking for a boy named Harry Potter."

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