Life Begins Anew

****WARNING: Violence of an extreme nature.****

Sara has sent her wizards out to capture a couple of Death Eaters. I wonder what her purpose is for that. Meanwhile she fills her brother in on some portions of his missing memories of her. Severus turns the tables on her, getting unexpected consequences.

Chapter 25 Getting To Know You Part II

“So, everything?” Sara mused. “Until recently Severus, I was like you. I had no knowledge of any siblings at all. I remember the beatings that Mum and I endured under my father for years. It was one day in summer. I was seven years old. Mum woke me out of bed and had me dressed. She had dark bruising all over her face. I remembered feeling very frightened. As we walked passed I saw two bodies on the floor. They looked like our parents.” Sara sipped at her whiskey. “I looked to her, and she just hugged me tighter as we left our house on Spinner’s End.”

“We went to our grandparents, but they refused as they had disowned their daughter 7 years before.”

Severus looked thoughtful. “I remember that day well, as I was ten. I never understood why.”

Sara looked over to him “Our Mum had me. She went to get support from her mother. Lady Prince placed an ultimatum on her daughter to leave our muggle-born father. She refused. The beatings got worse and worse for us after Father found out Mum went to her family for help.”

She continued.

“Anyway life goes on. A wizard becomes a member of Lord Voldemort’s Death Eaters at the young age of 17. He happily joins in on all of the rape and destruction action. After all power is grand! The wizard comes home and found his parents dead, apparent murder-suicide. He curses his Father, mourns for his Mother. He throws more of himself into the cause, opening himself to only one wizard: The Dark Lord.”

Sara arose and went to her desk and picked up a muggle folder. She opened it and pulled out a picture of him talking to the Dark Lord alone two days ago. She placed the photo on the table and handed her brother the file.

“Almost three years pass and this wizard is now a member of the Inner Circle, privy to all information on all the acts of nastiness the Dark Lord plans. The wizard has no emotion and enjoys the fear that he holds over people. He doesn’t even have to torture them anymore. Just walking over to a child, picking it up and looking at the brat’s parents with a knowing eye and dropping the child on the ground, feeling fear emanating from the parents was true power! Torture and rape started to bore the wizard. And never any remorse from the wizard. Always cold and brutal.”

Sara smirked and asked her brother. “How am I doing, brother?”

Severus placed the file down with a disturbed look on his face. She knew everything about him. All of his victims. All of his acts. Everything lay out bare in that folder.

“You’re not telling me anything new!” Looking up from the folder, glaring at her.

“Okay, will pause on that note. I understand the reluctance you have on the murder of Lilly Potter. Let us just say, that you were bound to the headmaster and has been his slave and spy ever since.”

“I pretty much led the life you have Severus, only I charge for my services and serve no one. You think that file you have in your hand is heinous, my misdeeds fill up a book. Maybe I’ll show it to you sometime.”

Sara sat back down and grabbed up her glass, taking another sip. “So, for the last twenty years I have been killing for profit, and when not busy doing that, my benefactor escorting me back in time to do schooling. Not for my benefit of course, but for his own. He also escorted me back to various wars, fights, murders, and anything else for training. It took him 500 years but he did it. He forged his tool Severus. That tool being me. I only realized it when he came up to me with an electric blue potion saying that it was time that my memories were returned to me.”

She looked at him sadly. “Here is what I can tell you. You were ten when I was born. Every time you came back for the summer from Hogwarts, Father would beat all of us in earnest. It always seemed that he was making up for you unavailability throughout the year. You did what you could, but of course it could never be enough. Summer of your seventh year you came home and found Mum on the floor while Father had me in his arms, me kicking and screaming wildly, slowly walking toward the lit fireplace. Somehow you broke us up and Avada’d him.”

“When you helped Mum up, she noticed the look of joy in your eye on killing Father. You then pulled up your arm and proudly announced your allegiance to the Dark Lord and told her that the Dark Lord’s plans would prevent our situation from ever happening. Mum said a charm and you fell to the floor. She was horrified at your revelation. She told me to pack up, and when I came back in Mum had transfigured something into her body, used her wand to cast Avada Kedavra on Father’s body and dropped her wand next to the copy. We walked out the door, never to return. Obviously, she altered our memories, removing all knowledge of each other. Mum was brilliant at charms after all.”

“I killed Father and Mum is still alive?” Severus eyes grew wide at the revelation.

Sara sighed. Her revealed memories showed that Severus truly loved his mother with all his heart. And he had loved her as well, and fought his father bravely, forcing Father to focus on him instead, saving Sara from quite a few beatings. Facts that would truly shock all of the wizards and witches that associated with her brother today.

She placed her hand in his, gratified that he did not pull away.

“You have to understand Severus. Mum had no wand and was fearful of the fact that if the Dark Lord knew of my existence, he would recruit me. That was her biggest fear. Magic is powerful within our line. After all, you have fooled the Dark Lord on your allegiance for many years. Lesser wizards would have been long dead!”

Sara looked to him. “So Mum called in a few favors for my protection, basically damning me. She tried to call them back, but by time she realized what she truly had done, it was too late as my benefactor would not release me. She died from depression two years later. She lost the will to live.”

Severus lept up from his chair “Take me to her true grave! Prove it to me!”

Sara stood up as well. “I’m sorry Severus; I am currently banned from her resting place. Maybe after all this plays out I can……”

“Lies!” Severus shouted. “All lies! It was foolish for me to trust you to tell the truth!”

Severus pointed his wand and shouted “Legilimens!” Trying to force him into her mind. She easily pushed him away before he could enter.

Just then, Bootstray and Slightly appeared with two unconscious bodies in the Library. They immediately felt their Master’s distress and pointed their wands at their Master’s brother, dropping the bodies on the ground.

***Sara! What is going on here?! *** Bootstray called out along the bond upset at her distress.

“Wizards, do nothing!” Sara shouted coldly.

Bootstray and Slightly lowered their wands, glaring at the wizard.

She advanced on her brother, grabbing his robes and pulled him to her, twisting her body and apparating out of the Manor, leaving behind a confused Bootstray and Slightly.

They felt her anger toward her brother through their bond.

Slightly turned to Bootstray, shrugging his shoulders and asked “What about these, mate?”

Bootstray picked up an unconscious form and slung the body over his shoulder. “Been a while since I water-boarded. May as well get some practice in before Sara returns to us. Hopefully, she’ll leave him in one piece.

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As soon a Severus felt the ground under his boots, he forcefully pushed off from Sara, and increased the distance from her. He twirled around, pointing his wand at his sister.

Sara picked herself off the ground and started “Brother, we do not need to do this; the proof is our mother’s original grave over….”

“Imperio!” Severed silently intoned. She felt the unforgivable, and her brother imposing his will upon her. He had caught her off-guard and she was completely within his control. Damn, he could do silent magic!

She resisted mentally as she dragged her steps. She knew that he was a powerful wizard, and she now knew why her probabilities charm should both their survival rate at zero if Sara could die. It was because if they would fight on fair terms, they would take each other out.

Soon she was standing before him. Still resisting internally, she managed to break free long enough to glare at him, before he imposed his will on her once more.

“So, the great Dark Arts master underestimates. If this would be the results of taking your defense classes, there are going to be a lot of dead students shortly.” He walked around her menacingly.

“While I called you a monster before, you have not seen me when I decide not to hold back. It has been some time, and I find myself not wanting to fight the beast tonight.”

“Tell me your plans! Why are you here?”

She finally threw him out of her mind, but he immediately bound her. He pulled out a pair of manacles and they automatically tightened so that she could not slip out of them.

“Charmed!” He sneered at her “Your magic is useless, as these prevent you from using it.”

“I’ve changed my mind Sara! I really do not care why you are here now. I think I’ll kill you. That way you are out of the equation and I am much safer from the Dark Lord finding out where my loyalties truly lie. I do so hate it when someone holds something over me.” He tapped his wand to his chin. “What to do first? Oh yes, how did you put it? A good old fashioned arse kicking?”

He drew back, hitting her squarely on the jaw, breaking it as Sara toppled onto the ground. She fought to stay conscious. “Is that all you have brother? You hit like a witch! A very weak witch at that!” She spit blood upon his boot.

Severus began to kick her body in earnest, enjoying the feel of his boot connecting to her body. He did miss the moaning he normally got when he beat his victims, but was satisfied all the same.

He stopped when he noticed that she had lost consciousness. He pulled her out of her outer robes, leaving only her long sleeved shirt and trousers on.

“Reinvervate!”

Sara came to and glared at him. “You call that an arse kicking? A five year old could do better!”

Her brother chuckled evilly “I assure you dear sister you will not be thinking that before too long.”

He changed her shirt from black to white. “I do love to see how blood shows up so brightly through white clothing. It is truly beautiful!”

He pulled out a wicked looking knife with serrated edges. “A gift from the Dark Lord himself, charmed to increase the pain one experiences when it enters the body. I’ve never experienced it, so you will have to tell me.”

She involuntarily grunted out each time he plunged the knife into her, expertly missing the critical areas which would instantly kill her.

“Ah a reaction finally! I was wondering if I would get one. Have I improved up beyond a five year old?” Severus asked as he plunged his knife deep into her abdomen, twisting it roughly, bringing some of her intestines out, and spilling across her gut.

Severus moved until he could look directly into her eyes. “Sorry, I forgot Hades told me not to do that to you.” Chuckling. He was caught up fully in the bloodlust, long denied.

Sara groaned, wounds affecting her. She was human after all, and the violence to her body was taking its toll. Though her magic was bound, it was still keeping her alive.

“Your knife play is weak, brother! You graduate to a 6 year old. You should have listened to Hades. You are going to regret it!” Sara replied back, her words lacking the bite that it once had.

“Hmm, where is that bite that your words once held?” He grabbed her shirt bringing her head up and slammed it into the pavement a few time, hearing the satisfying crunch of her skull breaking.

Sara lost consciousness.

Severus placed his finger upon her neck. Still alive.

“Reinervate!”

Sara slowly came to as she noticed her brother looked to her, contemplating his next move.

Sara was feeling lightheaded. She recognized the feeling that her death was approaching.

She muttered “I was foolish to trust you….”

“Yes, you were. Your file should have told you that.”

Severus silently congratulated himself. He had come up with this plan as he walked to her chambers. He took advantage of the situation. Besides, he did not remember her at all, making her death meaningless to him. If anything, he exterminated a threat.

Sara wheezed, blood spilling from her mouth. “You forgot one thing, Brother!” she whispered out.

He leaned closer to her so that he could hear her.

“You forgot about your Bonded….” Sara struggled to breathe.

She heard his feral growl as he plunged the knife within her heart and she knew no more.

Severus dug through his sister’s robe and pulled out her wand. He also removed the manacles. No sense leaving the unexplainable to the muggle police.

He turned and walked away from his sister’s dead, mutilated body. He suddenly leaned against a headstone, heaving out the contents of his stomach out onto the grave, experiencing the strongest sense of loathing and repulsion.

Severus shakily stood up and apparated back to the castle.

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Back at Hogwart’s

Head Girl Hermione Granger lurched from her bed and into her bath chamber, stomach heaving. She emptied out the contents and slid to the floor, body shaking.

Gods! The dream she had. So graphic! And her enjoyment of performing those heinous acts against her defense professor!

She began to cry, feeling her soul rip apart. She felt a slight darkness settle in.

She suddenly realized that she did not perform those acts, but she had shared them from the strange bond she had with her potions professor.

Professor Snape had tortured and killed his sister!

Hermionie curled herself into a ball and fell fitfully asleep thinking that she had truly misjudged the dark wizard. Her last thought was that she was going straight to the headmaster tomorrow after breakfast and spill everything.

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Sara came back to awareness and snagged her robes and put them on. She shakily stood up and noticed DEATH’s presence.

“You must admit Sara, your brother has passion.” DEATH intoned.

“Well yes DEATH! There is that! Maybe I was wrong in assigning my brother’s name to the serpent part of the prophecy. I have never opened myself to anyone before. Look, this is what I get! There is no way that I will do that again!”

DEATH chuckled. “Will you be consoled Sara, if deep down, your brother was irritated at you remarks?”

Sara sighed. “Only a little. Make yourself useful, oh Specter! Please place me in my chambers so I can be attended to! I do have an obligation at breakfast in the Great Hall this morning.”

She grabbed DEATH’s arm. “The look on my brother’s face will be priceless!” They faded away, leaving the pools of Sara’s blood behind.

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Prince Manor

Bootstray and Slightly had just given the Death Eaters a break in water-boarding when Hades appeared.

“Go to Sara’s chamber! You need to attend her!”

They ran and flung opened the door, noticing a very pale looking witch in her bed, shirt stained crimson with blood.

“Bastard!” Bootstray shouted. “I will kill him myself, prophecy be damned!” He rushed to her side as Slightly saw the potions laid out on her bed table.

“No, Bootstray, you will not!” Sara replied. “He needed to find out that I cannot die, and now he has!”

She looked to the angry wizard. “You know that this is merely an inconvenience to me, Bootstray.” She softly stated.

Bootstray sighed as he stripped Sara’s clothes from her, leaving her naked.

“Yes Sara, I know. But I was hoping to see you naked in a very different scenario.” He replied, emotion in his voice.

Sara did not have the power within her to maintain her glamour, revealing her battered body, old scars and all.

Slightly grabbed up two phials of blood replenisher and helped her drink it down as Bootstray placed his wand over her body, healing the angry stab wounds all over her body.

“We must hurry! A young witch’s innocent soul depends upon me walking into that Great Hall in one hour! Heal my broken bones Bootstray! If I pass out, and most likely I will, I must be in a shape to walk that hall with no apparent injuries!” Sara gasped out, pain in her voice.

“Why, Sara? These injuries require at least three days to heal!” Bootstray asked.

Sara began to lose consciousness. “”She is the Lone Lioness!”

The two wizards looked to one another.

Slightly grabbed up the healing balm and began to apply it to her body as Bootstray concentrated on Sara’s internal injuries.

Slightly looked to his best mate and asked “Bootstray, you love her?”

Bootstray finished his administrations, examining the healed scars. “I do Slightly. I know that she cannot acknowledge it, but Gods help me I do!”

Slightly healed the damage to the back of her head. Fortunately the damage was not bad enough to leave a bald spot.

Slightly looked to his friend. “I hope you will not be disappointed. You have never been in love before.”

Bootstray smiled “I won’t.” He pointed his wand to Sara’s body and whispered “Reinervate!”

Slightly helped her down a pepper up potion.

Sara groggily came to as Bootstray escorted her into the bath chambers. He quickly washed the caked blood from her body and held out a towel as she stepped out.

“Sara, you have about 15 minutes! We will leave you to what you must do. What of the Death Eaters below?” Bootstray asked.

“Keep them there. After all, my dear brother promised to talk about the Mark. The majiks will force him to come back here. You must promise to be civil, Bootstray!”

“I will, though I do not like it!” Bootstray growled as he left Sara to get prepared.

Sara stretched out and then doubled over in pain. She slowly straightened out and dressed. “Do I look most formidable Hades?” She asked

“Keep it short Mistress! You look like death warmed over!” Hades replied. He nudged over a phial of pepper up. “Keep it handy Mistress!”

Sara twisted her body, apparating, feeling her manors wards let her pass through.

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At Hogwart’s Great Hall………….

Albus was disturbed at his potion master. He felt the lingering of blood lust emanating from the wizard. He knew he was meeting his sister. He watched the potion master attack his breakfast with gusto.

The Great Hall doors was flung open, Defense Professor Sara Snape walking forcefully through, her skin color completely black.

Severus looked up and slightly jumped from his seat as he noticed his sister glaring at him.

Sara stopped at the Gryffindor table, shadow looming over the Head Girl. And Mr. Potter.

“Miss. Granger……” Sara spoke.

A/N Wow, Severus did not get what he wanted! Wonder what kind of retaliation Sara plans. And what of Hermione’s soul?