Life Begins Anew

Chapter 27 Getting To Know You Part 4

Sara entered her defense classroom, idly looking it over as she unwarded the door leading to her chambers. She held out her arms and allowed Hades in first. She couldn’t be certain what her brother was capable of, and what he would do after finding out she was still alive.

“All is clear Mistress!” Hades replied.

“Silly bird! You know perfectly well that I can take care of myself. One slip in how many years, dear one? And I know the reason why. I decided to try a little trust. And that will not happen again. At least my brother and I have one thing in common. Do not ever trust anyone, or you’ll be hurt. Unfortunately, in my case it meant being killed.” Sara chuckled. “And a lesson learned, well worth my death indeed.”

“And what lesson is that Mistress?” Hades asked.

“That I have to keep the plans concerning the prophecy close to me. After last night, I realized that I will never gain my brother’s trust. I only trust Bootstray and Slightly.” Sara replied.

“Mistress, it was my fault! I felt sorry about him being a pawn and suggested he visit you.” Hades pushed his beak to her neck and clicked his beak sadly.

Sara grabbed her familiar up and hugged him, stroking his feathers. “So, you hastened an altercation! It was not the worst of deaths that I have experienced. Now stop being sentimental and remorseful! It does not suit one who is the familiar of DEATH!”

Sara looked at her healing potions. “You know Hades; I think I’ll go to Madame Pomphrey. I think I’ll turn up the heat a bit on my brother. She will tell the Headmaster of my injuries, as she feels obligated.”

She left her familiar and headed to the hospital ward.

Sara entered the hospital ward. “Madame Pomphrey, A word please? I found myself more injured then I originally thought. Can you check me over?”

Madame Pomphrey looked over to her visitor and noticed the dark, slightly faded bruising on Sara’s face. “My pleasure Professor Snape! Please have a seat!”

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Severus sat in the study of his chambers, lost in thought. He knew that when he left her, his sister was definitely dead. After all, one does not survive a charmed knife plunged deeply into one’s heart.

All that drivel that her familiar spouted about not being able to die. He had thought the bird delusional. Apparently the bird spoke the truth.

But his sister was not his main concern as he focused along the bond to Hermione.

Hermione’s breakdown when realizing that the acts she felt and in a way participated in had broken her slightly. Oh yes, he knew that taking a life took a bit of one’s soul. He had so little of his soul left that he never noticed anymore. He had forgotten the bond that he had when he succumbed to the blood lust. The murder that he committed by his own hands was hers as well, as they were bonded. Damn his sister reminding him before she died!

Everything was moving along so smoothly! He had gained the Gryffindor’s trust, allowing her to look beyond what was known. Her respect, and then her love flowing along the bond. Then her realization that he truly was not what he seemed. And oh, her fantasies at night dreaming about him!

The only thing he felt now along the bond was loathing, and one word came to the forefront of their bond. That word was monster.

His lapse for the one time in many years was going to be his undoing. The ancient bond that they shared grows stronger with time, forcing the bonded to come together eventually. He knew that she would fight it now, ensuring both their deaths. For if they did not consummate, both their deaths was insured as one cannot live without another.

He had only ever hoped that he would live long enough to see the Dark Lord’s downfall before his death.

All of his actions, all of his vows were driven by that one goal. For Lily.

Severus growled out his frustration. His sister was the saving grace in possible recovery. He had felt Hermione’s surge of elation that his sister was alive.

But despite his sister’s remarkable appearance, the damage has already been done to his bonded’s soul.

And he knew there was no way to remove that.

And the blasted majiks compelling him! His sister could easily kill him now that she knew his distrust. And he could not blame her. And yet he was compelled to go to her.

Severus knew that he would have to go to Prince Manor.

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Sara left the hospital ward satisfied that the Headmaster would definitely have a word with her brother. The medi-witch did not want her to leave. Sara showed her all of the half healed puncture marks and the rest of her injuries. The medi-witch was amazed that Sara was standing on her own power.

Fortunately, professors had their own say in treatment. She left with many potions in her in her pockets.

Sara entered her chambers and found that Hades was transformed as a human. She chuckled to herself at the bird’s plan. He was trying to find out how her half healed injuries were affecting her.

“Well Hades, what actor do I have the pleasure of meeting today?” Sara innocently asked.

“This actor was a well known famous actor from the 1950’s and 60’s. His first name was Rock.” Replied Hades.

Sara walked over and pulled his trouser band back and took a peep. She could not deny that Hades choice was most assuredly handsome. “Well chosen Hades! This one makes my “To Shag” list.

“You would have to go back in time for that Mistress, and that would be futile as he was gay.” Hades laughed.

“Tease!” Sara admonished her familiar. “Remember, I am a witch and a well placed Imperio would make Mr. Rock forget his preference for an hour or two, don’t you think?”

Sara started toward her bed chambers. “Hades, I am taking these potions as well a dose of Dreamless Sleep. It should last about 4 hours. If I have any visitors tell them to come back later. If it is my brother, you can tell him these words only: “Fuck Off!”

Hades chuckled “Yes Mistress I will do as you say. A pleasant sleep to you!”

Sara stripped and sat on her bed, not bothering with any sleepwear. She took all of the bitter tasting potions, saving the Dreamless Sleep for last.

She called out along her bond to her brothers ***Bootstray, Slightly! Are you here? ***

***Yes Sara, when have we ever not been? ***

***I was afraid that my death would have broken our bond. I will be arriving around 2 pm. If my brother arrives before me, put him in the Library and tell him he can read anything from the third bookcase without fear of injury. Do not tell him what time I will arrive. And Bootstray, be civil! No hexing!***

***Bootstray is very angry Sara. Are you sure? Just one hex please? ***

***No dear ones. The subject that I need to discuss involves us all. I would rather the meeting to go better than what the last one did. ***

Sara felt reluctant acceptance of her instructions ***Very well Sara, but we do not like it! ***

Sara let go of the connection and lay down, not even bothering to cover up her body. She drank down the Dreamless Sleep potion and was instantly asleep.

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Severus was broken of his ponderings by the green flare of a floo call.

The Headmaster spoke from the floo. “May I enter? I wish to speak to you!”

“By all means Headmaster! Please come through.”

Albus arrived and brushed the ash from his robes. “I must admit Severus I am very disturbed!”

He glanced over and saw the bloody robes tossed in the corner. He looked to his potions master with concern.

“I have not felt the lingering emotion of you coming down from blood lust in quite some time Severus. And then Madame Pomfrey came to me with a most disturbing report concerning your sister!”

“I am sure sir, that I do not understand.” Severus replied evenly.

“Do not try that Severus! I am not as daft as you like to think! Your sister went to Madame Pomphrey for some potions. Over 80 half healed stab wounds! The deepest over Sara’s heart. And black bruising covering most of her body! The Headmaster stated disgust in his voice. “Explain, as I know you were with her! Madame Pomphrey told me that she should be dead with those injuries.”

“Headmaster, I was merely trying to exterminate a threat!” Severus coldly replied. He did not need any preaching at this time.

“Your memories of meeting your sister, Severus!” The Headmaster angrily asked.

Severus sighed. His vow to him forced him to comply. He grabbed up a phial and pulled out a copy of his memory. “I suggest you view that with an empty stomach Headmaster.” He handed the phial to Albus.

“What are your plans, Severus? Your sister mentioned unfinished business at breakfast.” The Headmaster asked.

“I am going to Prince Manor now to meet with her Headmaster.” Severus angrily replied.

“Have you made any headway in gaining her trust Severus? We must know what she plans.” Albus asked the dark wizard.

“Headmaster, your answer to that is in that phial. I am going to go now.” Severus walked to his wardrobe and pulled out a travelling cloak.

“With your leave, Headmaster?” Severus asked.

Albus walked over to the floo holding the phial that his spy had provided for him. “Headmaster’s Office!” he stated. A swoosh of green flames and he was gone.

Severus stalked through the castle and took points for all that got in his way. Soon he found himself off the grounds of Hogwarts and angrily apparated to Prince Manor.

When he arrived, he noticed that the gates to Prince Manor automatically opened. He walked through them and walked up to the entrance. He noticed that the doors were open.

He walked inside and noticed a very angry Bootstary and Slightly waiting for him.

“Our Master directed that you go to the Library you bastard” Bootstray angrily stated.

“You do not require my wand?” Severus asked.

“We are loyal to her. You can keep it, as it will do you no good!” Slightly replied. “All she told us was to escort you to the Library. You can read any book on the third bookcase with no harm.”

Bootstray and Slightly escorted Sara’s brother to the library and let him in.

“Our master will be with you shortly. If you want anything, call for Sassy.” Bootstray closed the door with a loud bang.

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Sara woke up groggily feeling much better. She went to her bath chambers and looked into the mirror. She noticed the bruising from her face was mostly gone. She could have glamoured them over before entering the Great Hall, but her brother’s bonded needed to see them.

***Sara, you brother is here! We left him in the Library*** Bootstay called out to Sara along the bond.

Just then Hades walked in. “Mistress, Miss. Hermione Granger wishes to speak with you.”

***Very well, Bootstray! I will be there shortly. Inform my brother that I am talking with Miss. Granger and I will be there shortly.***

Sara took a quick shower and hurriedly got dressed. She knew the reason of the Gryffindor witch visit.

She entered the study and noticed Miss. Granger sitting down next to the fire, sipping a cup of tea.

“Ah, Miss. Granger! I am glad that Hades has remembered his manners.” Sara stated as she sat down across from the student. Hades nudged a cup of tea towards his mistress.

“It really was a pleasure to serve such a beautiful witch Mistress! I mean I am only a bird, but I can recognize beauty!” Hades replied. Hermione blushed at the remark. Hades flew over, nuzzled the student’s neck and flew into his mistress’ bedchamber.

“Hades is most impressed by you Miss. Granger! A feat considering he never complements anyone, no matter what.”

Sara took up her cup of tea and sipped at it.

“Miss. Granger, what do I owe this visit from you? Surely anything you have to say could wait until my open hour tomorrow?” Sara asked

Hermione looked nervously towards her Defense Professor. She told the professor everything she saw and felt along her bond and the breaking of her soul and waited for Professor Snape’s reply.

Sara sighed as she looked to her student. The witch’s soul was definitely injured by her brother’s action.

“Miss. Granger, sometimes good people do evil things for the good, or light. Do you acknowledge that?” Sara asked the young witch.

“Yes Professor, there are examples of that all through history.” Hermione replied.

“You spoke of a bond Miss. Granger! What did that bond tell you?” Sara asked.

“That your brother does not trust you.” Hermione replied.

“Yes Miss. Granger he does not. This is why you find yourself here.” Sara replied.

“I don’t understand Professor!” Hermione frustratingly replied. “Did everything I see truly happen?”

“Yes Miss. Granger. Everything you saw between my brother and me did happen. Do you wish to see my injuries?” Sara asked.

“NO!” Hermione spat out.

“Can I trust your brother?” Hermione hesitantly asked.

“He would sacrifice himself for you, Miss. Granger.” Sara replied.

“Miss. Granger, my brother did not place a dark spell upon you for his own ends. You feel the need to be with him, yes?” Sara asked

“I feel myself wanting to be with him.” Hermione whispered.” But he is a monster!”

“Remember what I said about good wizards doing evil, Miss. Granger!” Sara walked over to her chamber’s door and opened it. “You need to talk to my brother about your bond. Only he can answer your questions.”

“Is your brother justified in his distrust of you?” Hermione timidly asked.

“I think it safe to say Miss. Granger, that after last night, he should certainly distrust me.” Sara told the young witch, anger reflecting in her voice.

Hermione left her Defense Professor’s chambers with much to think about.

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Sara arrived at her Manor and walked up to the hall. She met Bootstray and Slightly.

“My brother is here unharmed?” Sara asked her wizards.

“Yes!” Bootstray spat out. “You owe us an explanation. We were worried for him at first!”

“Bootstray! Even one as skilled as I am can be caught unawares! But do not worry Brothers! I know that I cannot trust him! I am not totally unfallabale! I have made mistakes in my past. And if you think that because I cannot die and that I am absolutely perfect, then you are wrong! There were many that I cared for that died because I WAS NOT perfect! Most of them killed by my naivety! Do not accuse me of what you do not understand Bootstray! Yes, you know I cannot die, and I have died a thousand times. I am just a witch after all! A cursed witch!”

“Sara! I am sorry! I remember your injuries caused by your brother, and yet he is here!” Bootstary miserably replied.

“He is here because he is the ends to a means Bootstray.” Sara softly replied.

“The destruction of Lord Voldemort! “ Boostray spat out.

“Yes, Bootstray. If I do not defeat Voldemort, you and Slightly will die! Deaths that I do not wish on my hands! I have too many of them as it is!” Sara shouted.

Sara collected herself. “DEATH has made both of you pawns, and I am sorry about that. I am a pawn myself. We must play out what the Fates have given us.”

Bootstray sighed. “Master, what will become of us?”

Sara walked over to Bootstray and wrapped her arms around him. “Only the Fates know, wizard!”

Sara hugged Bootstray and motioned Slightly over to join them. “I love you both more than you will ever realize, but now we have to be strong. I have to be cold and unfeeling. If I am not, we will fail! Do you understand?”

The wizards nodded their acceptance of her words. They followed her to the Library.

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Sara entered the Library, noticing that her brother standing next to the third bookcase, wand held in his hand.

“Put your wand away Brother! If I wanted to harm or kill you, it would not protect you.” Sara coldly commanded.

He silently did as she commanded as she called Sassy for fire whiskey and four glasses.

Sassy returned with the fire whiskey and glasses on a serving tray, and plopped out of the existence.

She poured the whiskey into the glasses, handing one to each wizard and indicated that they should sit.

“Slightly, what is the status of our prisoners?” Sara asked directly.

“They are mostly well Master.” Slightly replied. “We did not even ask any questions and the MacNair wizard was giving up his first born. I mean, all we did was a little water boarding! The other prisoner has not said a word at all.”

Bootstray pulled out a parchment and handed it to Sara. She quickly read through it. The Dark Lord has been busy today playing with the Muggles. Still, the destruction of two primary schools located in the heart of London was scheduled to be attacked tomorrow. MacNair was tasked to lead them.

She handed the parchment to Severus. “Do whatever you must do and arrive back quickly. I have to have MacNair obliviated and returned before the Dark Lord calls him.” She pointed to the fire and the floo powder.

Severus read the parchment, stood up and walked over to the fireplace, throwing floo powder in and hurriedly called “Headmaster’s Office, Hogwarts!” And was gone in a flash of green.

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Severus spilled out of the Headmasters floo, not bothering to brush the ash off.

“Severus! What….” The Headmaster started to ask. Severus shoved the parchment in the Headmaster’s hand and waited for a moment as the Headmaster read the parchment.

“You must hurry Headmaster, if you wish to prevent it!” Severus said as he turned back to the fire. “Prince Manor!” and the potions professor disappeared in a flash of green.

Albus grabbed the floo powder and called to his Deputy Headmistress. “Minerva! I must alert the Order! The school recognizes you the Headmistress for now. I will tell you more when I get back.”

“Be safe Albus!” Minerva called as the floo connection closed.

The Headmaster walked into his chambers to a secure floo. “Headquarters, Order of The Phoenix!” he intoned, tossing the floo powder in and was gone with a flash of green.

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Sara and her wizards were waiting at the open Library door, waiting for her brother. They saw the flash of green and her brother joined them, brushing the ash off his robes.

They followed Sara as they hurriedly made their way to the basement.

***Bootstray, Slightly, answer my questions verbally. It will make my brother wonder how we can communicate. Wizards, I need a very creative kinky sexual encounter to place in MacNair’s mind, in case anyone has noticed his absence. Also, the Dark Lord does enter the minds of his servant’s immediately when they are summoned. I must implant something very real and I do not have the time to think of one. ***

“Master, you must ask Slightly! I am a one witch wizard, and I have not had many witches. The ones that I have had do not have the creativity you require.” Bootstray replied, glad to throw this burden to his best mate.

“Thanks a lot Bootstray! The Master is going to think I am twisted.” Slightly snapped back.

Bootstray slapped the wizard’s back. “I’m sure she knows that you are twisted. Remember Dolohov?”

Slightly chuckled. “Well there is that! Yes Master, I believe I have the right encounter to meet your needs.”

***Show me! ***

Sara slowed her pace a bit as Slightly fed her the memory. “Is that really possible, Slightly?”

Slightly smirked as he replied. “You are viewing my memory. What do you think?”

“I had not realized how athletic you are, and very creative with ropes. I may have to remember some of this whenever I need to engage Lucius. He can be an animal and this would be payback.” Sara replied back.

“Feel free Master. I can even give you a demonstration!” Slight randily replied.

“Cheeky wizard!” Sara laughed back.

Severus could not believe his sister was talking about sex, when the situation was serious. What kind of freak was his sister? And what was that about Dolohov?

Soon they were outside of MacNair’s cell. The entered the completely dark room, revealing a naked man tied to a chair, with bright light shining directly into his face. The captive could not see them.

“Nice use of phycological torture wizards!” Sara told Bootstray and Slightly.

Sara silently entered MacNair’s mind and started to implant the false memories.

The wizards watched in fascination as MacNairs cock twitched and became rock hard. The prisoner started to pant and groan, thrusting his hips up and down. Within a few seconds the prisoner shouted, ejaculate shooting far across the room.

“See Bootstray! I told you it would be good!” Slightly stated proudly.

Severus realized that the conversation that his sister was having with the wizards were not about them, but finding a memory to implant into MacNair’s mind. The Dark Lord was going to get an eyeful when MacNair was summoned.

The wizards continued to watch as they saw MacNair grew hard again and fought against his bonds as he started to curse “Fuck me harder witch!” he shouted as he forcefully came once again. The prisoner’s eyes rolled back as he fell into an exhausted sleep.

“Brother!” Sara coldly intoned. “Enter MacNair’s mind and tell me if the memory will hold the Dark Lord’s scrutiny.

Severus pointed his wand and stated “Legilimens!” Entering MacNair’s mind. Sweat appeared on the dark wizards face as he viewed the images. He withdrew after a few more moments.

“They will stand Sara. I could not tell that they were false. Slightly is very creative with his encounters.” Severus panted as he pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his face.

Sara walked over to the unconcious wizard and straddled him, sucking at his neck, leaving the love bites that were required of the encounter. She unbound him and wrapped her arms around his back, leaving the required marks and then did the same for his ass.

Bootstray turned his back as Slightly watched, fascinated. “Mate, show your respect!”

Slightly sighed as he turned around as well. He looked to Sara’s brother and noticed that he had turned around as well.

She sucked at the prisoner thighs, leaving the bruises that were required by the memory. She then went to the prisoner’s balls and sucked at them, until they were bruised as well.

She came up gagging, tasting the wizards cum that had covered them.

“Gods, what I have to do to ensure the memory is true!” She spit out onto the floor. She heard Bootstray and Slightly sniggering in the background.

“Slightly, as this was your little encounter, I could have asked you to do it!” Sara spat out. The sniggering immediately ceased.

“Sassy, a bottle of firewhiskey and forget about the glasses!” Sara spat out again.

Sassy appeared and handed her Mistress the bottle, glancing over at the naked wizard. Humans were so strange! She immediately disappeared.

Sara grabbed it and drank down a good third, gagging.

“Better!” Sara stated as her gagging subsided.

She stood up “Let’s examine his Mark!” She motioned the wizards over.

Sara pressed her thumbs done at the place where she felt the seemingly foreign object embedded in her own Mark. It was the same size as hers.

She motioned her brother to do the same, and noticed his surprise as he felt the same thing. Bootstray and Slightly also felt it.

“Brother, I need to see your Mark!”

He rolled up his sleeve, exposing his. Sara felt and noticed the foreign object was the same size as hers and MacNairs. Bootstray and Slightly also felt, feeling the same thing.

“And now mine.” Sara said as she rolled up her sleeve as well.

“Master, the object embedded in the Mark seems to be the same size.” Bootstray observed.

“Yes it does.” Sara replied thoughtfully. “Slightly, dress our guest and deposit him where you found him. Then come back immediately!”

Slightly knelt, took Sara’s hand and kissed it formally replying “My knife is yours!”

He quickly grabbed up the unconscious wizard and dressed him. “Your wards Master?” Slightly asked.

Sara released them and slightly turned with his burden, apparating away.

Severus asked Sara. What is waterboarding? It sounds relatively harmless. MacNair is a strong wizard. I cannot believe that he spilled all of his secrets so quickly!”

Bootstray eyes lit up as Sara explained the basics. Severus stated his doubt. It sounded so harmless. How could anything so simple, not involving physical pain, be so conducive for an interrogation? He expressed his doubts.

“Professor Snape, would you like to give it a go? If you are brave enough, I could do just a little bit of it to show you how effective it is!” Bootstray said to himself Please, please, please let him accept.

“Brother, I recommend that you do not volunteer.” Sara coldly stated. “It breaks the strongest of persons!”

“We have time. And yes I want to feel what broke MacNair!” Severus replied. He had endured the worst tortures possible by magic. What worse could Muggles have? He could do this.

Sara sighed. “Brother, I must recommend you do not do this!” giving her brother one last out.

“No! I want to do this! I would not be weak like MacNair!” Hell, his sister knew what he could do.

Bootstray set up a thin board and gathered up a towel.

Sara went up to her brother and covered his head. She then bound his arms next to his sides and then bound his ankles.

“Brother, once again I must advise you not to do this!” Sara told him firmly once again.

“No!” Severus coldly replied.

She led him over and placed him on the board. She conjured up two metal balls and clanged them together.

“Did you hear that Severus?” He replied that he did.

“We will stop when you drop one.” She placed the balls into his hand. Bootstray placed a towel over his head.

“Bootstray, you are really enjoying this, aren’t you? Sara asked the wizard.

“Oh yes Master, as you forbid that I cannot touch him, it pleases me that he allows this.” Bootstray laughed as he picked up a pitcher of water.

Severus grew concerned as he heard the glee in the wizard’s voice.

Bootstray poured a little bit of water onto the towel, waiting for a reaction. When he got none, he continued a few more times. Both the balls dropped at once and Bootstray immediately started to unbind the wizard as Sara pulled the cover off her brother’s head and laid him to his side.

Severus sputtered and coughed. “It felt like I was drowning!”

“Yes brother, that is the purpose of the exercise.” Sara drily stated.

She helped him up. “Not that I really care, but are you okay? I did warn you!”

Severus composed himself. “Yes, I am.” He coldly stated. Gods! He would not want to go through that again.

Bootstray laughed out loud. “Do you now understand MacNair’s reaction? Some torture is left best to non-magical means. After all, wizards and witches are not used to the simplest of tortures.”

Just then Slightly appeared noticing the flustered look of Sara’s brother. “What did I miss?”

“Later Slightly. We must visit our other guest!” Sara replied, motioning the wizards out of the cell.

They went to the other cell and Mr. Munch was in the same state as MacNair.

Sara went and examined the Mark. The foreign object was smaller. The wizards also examined the Mark and noted the same thing.

“Mr. Munch, I thought that I was going to obliviate you and return you, but it seems now your death is what is needed of my purpose!” She laughed as the wizard struggled against his bonds.

“The Dark Lord will avenge me!” Mr. Munch spat out.

“I think not!” As she sliced off the left arm of the wizard and placed it inside of a stasis potion.

Sara pointed her wand and coldly stated “Avadra Kadavera!” The green light shot out, and the wizard was immediately dead.

“Bootstray, Slightly! Take the body to where it can never be found!” Sara coldly commanded.

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She led her brother back to the Library and showed him her notes about the Mark.

He looked them over. “What do you want of me?” He sighed

“What is the ritual of getting the Mark?” Sara asked.

“Dark Magic takes Dark acts to bound, surely you know that?” Severus asked.

Sara nodded. She was a Dark Arts master after all.

“When the Dark Lord marks someone, he uses family first. It is always sodomy.” Severus stated.

“So, you were the knight that assisted me at my revel, and you were the one who fucked me up the ass!” Sara coldly asked.

“Yes!” Her brother snarled. “I was given a potion, and I do not know what it was! I have never been commanded before. It drives you to do things!”

“As I said sister, dark magic! And it is always sodomy! It seems your theory is sound as maybe the seed of that dark act finds itself within the Mark. I have never thought of it, as I have never ever closely examined my Mark!” Severus growled.

“If what we have viewed is true, you are destined to be the next member of the Inner Circle.” Severus told his sister.

“But enough of this!” Severus snarled. “It was quite clever that you went to Madame Pomphrey about your injuries. Now I have to deal with the Headmaster. I had to give him my memories of murdering you!”

“Oh Brother, your repatriation of my death is nowhere near finished!” Sara laughed out.

“Brother, what wizard had the honor of fucking you up the ass during your Marking? You had no family!” Sara asked.

“Am I free to go witch?” Severus snarled

Sara nodded her head, releasing the wards.

“It was Lucuis Malfoy, my sponsor!” He spat as he turned and apparated the hell out of there.

A/N Hoped you enjoyed it. Hermione addresses her bond to her professor in the next chapter.