Life Begins Anew

AN Sara doubts herself, calls in a life debt. WARNING Rape and sexual situations. Parents, you have been warned!

Chapter 35 Sacrifice Part 1

Bootstray and Sara stood by the gates of Hogwarts to say goodbye. As there were no classes on the weekends, the Headmaster ruled that her assistants were not needed at the school. He was still not comfortable with the fact that ex-assassins were in his school.

“Be well, love!” Bootstray whispered in her ear. “I will see you Monday.” He brushed her lips with his and apparated back to Prince Manor.

She made her way back to the castle, unsettled by her thoughts. Bootstray. She felt his love for her constantly through the bond that she shared with her two wizards. That and the respect from the students had healed her soul. Though not completely, as she still felt a good amount of darkness residing within it but it was enough. She had been living to die for so long, that now she was uncertain. She certainly had a reason now to live life to live. For the first time in her life she felt almost normal. For the first time she felt doubt. Could she complete the prophecy? At the same time she cursed it and thanked it. For without the prophecy, she would have never experienced these feelings of love and passion, of that she knew.

She had read books about love and passion before, never understanding them. It was weakness! It drove people to do stupid unintelligent actions because of it. After almost 500 years, she now understood those books, and that knowledge made her doubt herself more.

She stood still, shaking. She was weak.

DEATH formed beside of her. “Little One, walk with me.”

Soon they found themselves beside the lake. They watched the Great Squid splash a tentacle in the water.

“I felt your distress along our bond Sara.” DEATH told her. “Look back to some of the things that you have experienced because of me. Actions around you that never made sense. The sacrifices that those made in your long life.”

She reflected.

Private Jack Southerby throwing himself upon her in their foxhole, covering her body when a grenade was tossed in their foxhole. He died and she lived.

As an interrogator with the Sicherheitsdienst torturing a young man that she knew had ties to the resistance because of his girlfriend. The man died after hours of torturing, never revealing his girlfriend’s identity.

She thought of many more.

“Yes Sara your failures, but their success.” DEATH replied. “Think more upon it, Sara.”

She thought for a few moments.

“They protected those that they loved or cared for, knowing that they would die!” Sara exclaimed after reflecting on her memories. What a weird concept.

“And now you find yourself in the same dilemma Sara.” DEATH replied. “It is the way of life. Before the revelation of the prophecy, if there was any mortal who could ever replace me in my duties to the Veil, it was you. No feeling and just cold logic and duty. Though I am unfeeling in death, I have always understood life. After all they go together hand in hand.”

She suddenly understood, and that knowledge did not ease her doubt.

DEATH wrapped his arms around her. “You now understand the need to live. You will make the right choices in the end. The choice that you feel you need to make, and not because of outside influences. That is how Fate works.”

DEATH pulled away and pulled out a parchment. “As requested, this is a list of Voldemort’s Horcruxes, status, and location. Be sure to tell Bootstray and Slightly to be cautious. Voldemort has some strong protections on some of them.”

Sara looked to the list. The goblet, diary, and ring were already destroyed. She gasped. Harry Potter was a Horcrux!

She looked to DEATH but DEATH had faded away.

She tucked the parchment DEATH had given her into her robes. After all, she needed to call in a life debt.

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Harry, Hermione, and Ron entered the Great Hall together for dinner. Since her parents “death” the golden trio had reunited. They sat down at the Gryffindor table, arms wrapped around each other. Lavender sat down in the free spot next to Ron and Ginny sat next to Harry.

Harry absentmindedly rubbed her back and Ginny settled onto his shoulder. Hermione was right about experiencing love. They had made love for the first time last night. Though it was awkward they both felt their need for one another.

Hermione reflected. Lavender made everyone leave when she was in grief, and she was thankful for that. After a heart to heart with Ron, she realized that the witch was best for him, especially after the fact that she was bonded to the potions master. She had forgiven her, and after a chat with Ron, she realized he was absolutely in love with her. Even if he was a prat about the way he revealed it to her.

“Hermione, have you noticed how our Defense professor is not nearly as harsh as she used to be?” Harry asked her. “But our Potions professor! I thought he was bad before, but the last few weeks have been even worse!”

“Yes Harry I have, but who knows what goes on with them! I just try to stay out of their notice!” Hermione replied. She knew it was because Severus was fighting the bond.

Meanwhile Sara was eating her meal next to her brother. She saw by the tense posture of her brother that he was fighting the bond. Sara then determined that she was going to tell her brother about her plan. It would not matter that he would refuse, as she held a life debt over him. She would leave that little tidbit out and use it if needed.

“Professor Snape.” She turned and addressed her brother. “Can you meet with me tonight at eight? I have something of some importance to discuss with you.”

Severus looked over to her sister, glaring at her. Her words were noticed by the Headmaster.

“Of course, Professor Snape.” He sullenly replied.

An owl arrived at Draco Malfoy’s table. Owls rarely arrived at dinner, and when they did it brook ill.

Mr. Malfoy, I require you to meet me at the Defense classroom after dinner to discuss your progress. Professor Sara Snape

Draco looked up to the Head Table and noticed that his Defense professor was gone. He was supposed to talk to the portrait in the Slytherin head’s room after dinner. Their plans were coming together and soon he would not have to be worried about anything. No Voldemort, no Headmaster, and no life debts owed to others. He would no longer be a toy to anyone! The professor’s letter demanded first attention. The portrait would have to wait. He stood up and left the Great Hall, making his way to the Defense classroom.

Sara had changed from her normal teaching robes into a set of emerald everyday robes and waited for her student to appear. At least Draco would not be able to tell anyone about what they were about to do. For the act that she was about to commit could only be described as rape.

Draco entered the classroom and noticed the professor sitting at her desk grading papers. He walked over to the desk and waited to be addressed. “Mr. Malfoy I see that you received my message. What we have to discuss does not involve school work but something we both have in common.”

She stood up from her desk and walked over to the entrance of her chambers and opened the door, indicating that the student should enter.

Draco eyed the entrance warily. What could she want with him that does not involve the school? Then it hit him. The one thing they had in common was the Dark Mark. Oh Shit! He walked into her entrance and stood, waiting to be addressed.

He took the time to observe her rooms. He could not believe he found a room that was sparser than his godfathers.

She just pointed to a chair as she went to her liquor cabinet and brought over 2 glasses of fire whiskey, handing one to the wizard.

“Don’t look surprised Mr. Malfoy! You are a Lord’s son, of age, and have enjoyed a glass of spirits before. I feel you will understand the need for drink after we have a particular discussion.” She coldly stated.

She sat down and pushed up the left sleeve of her robe, revealing the Dark Mark. “I need to see yours Draco Malfoy!” She commanded.

Draco slid up his left sleeve revealing the mark and held his arm out wordlessly, looking into his professor’s eyes. They were the coldest he had ever seen, like ice. He noticed malice behind those icy obsidian orbs.

Sara gently touched his Dark Mark and felt the foreign object. It was the same size as Mr. Munch. So young Malfoy was not destined to enter the Inner Circle.

Sara dropped his arm and sipped at her fire whiskey, observing the young man. He was a handsome wizard and she felt that he knew it. And she was sure that he was used to getting his own way, forcing his will onto others. He was a Malfoy after all, and that was one of the earliest lessons that were taught. She wondered how he would take it when she enforced her will upon him.

Draco nervously sat in his chair. The look the professor was giving him made him feel like prey to a predator, and that she was toying with him.

“Mr. Malfoy I have noticed that you have been most distracted after Slightly defeated you in training a few weeks ago. Are you so much in ego that you can’t accept defeat in a fair duel?” She asked him.

Draco remembered his raising. “Of course not Professor! I can accept defeat as graciously as victory. It would not happen again I assure you!”

“Ah Mr. Malfoy we shall find that out Monday! But that is not the reason you find yourself here in my quarters tonight. I find that I require your virginity. The fluids would be used for a noble purpose I assure you.”

Draco stood up and shouted “Absolutely not! Are you so desperate that you have to seduce a student to get some action professor? I would not have ever thought that.” He angrily started to walk towards the door.

“Imperio!” Sara thought, forcing the young wizard back to the chair. She released the spell as soon as Draco sat back.

He looked at her aghast. Was she going to force him by the unforgivable?

“So you are unwilling to give me what I require wizard?” Sara asked, eyes glittering coldly.

“Yes!” Draco spat out.

“Very well! Draco Abraxis Malfoy, next of the line of Malfoy, I call the life debt that you owe to me. Listen well to what I require of you. You are of age, and unwilling. You will give your virginity to me tonight! And you will tell me when you are about to come, and hold off until I gather what I require. You will not talk about what has happened between us to anyone for the rest of the days that you live. Swear to me wizard!” She commanded

He felt the majiks swirl around him as he uttered the words that his life debt demanded. “I swear!” He spat out.

Draco grabbed his glass of fire whiskey and drank it down. He held out his glass indicating a refill.

Sara laughed and obliged the student. He slammed that down as well.

“Follow me Draco!” She led him into her bedchambers. He followed her unwillingly forced by the life debt.

Soon they found themselves in her bedchamber.

“Divesto!” She silently stated and removed both their clothes. They stood face to face looking at one another’s body.

“Not so bad is it Draco?” As she turned herself around for the young wizard to take in.

Draco silently cursed as his body responded to the view.

She wrapped her arms around him, nibbling at his neck. She reached down and grasped his cock, feeling the young wizard harden even more. “You are definitely your father’s son, young Malfoy.”

Sara pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, grabbing his cock and placing it at her entrance. She heard a moan as he arched his hips up, trying to enter her.

“I do not want this!” Draco hissed, feeling his body respond.

“It does not matter!” She slid down his cock, her ass resting upon his balls as she gyrated her hips.

Draco moaned and grabbed her hips guiding the motion. Gods! The feeling! Draco realized.

His body’s needs kicked in as he bounced her along the length of his cock. Soon he felt that he could not contain himself much longer and the vow kicked in again.

“Professor, I am going to come!” Draco shouted forced by the debt.

Sara quickly removed herself from Draco’s cock and held out a phial to the head of his cock as her forcefully ejaculated into it.

He grunted as he felt himself come. Damn! That was better than masturbation.

Sara lay down next to him and placed her hand upon his heaving chest. “Now that was not so bad was it, Mr. Malfoy?” She asked him.

She received no reply as the young wizard had already fallen asleep. She looked to her time piece. 7:30 pm. She would let him sleep for fifteen minutes and kick him out of her chambers.

Sara went to her bath chambers and took a shower. He really was not all that bad, considering he was a virgin.

****Witch! You know I am the only one you need!**** Bootstray thought along the bond.

****A means to an end wizard! Are you jealous? *** Sara thought back, using his words from earlier.

**** Possibly! **** Bootstray sullenly replied.

***OY! You two. You know that I am here also! **** Slightly sent along the bond.

***Sush you two! I need to get ready for the meeting with my brother! *** Sara sent out ***Besides Bootstray, you know you are the only wizard for me! ***

She felt her wizards retreat to the back of her mind.

Sara dressed herself into her teaching robes and escorted Draco out of her quarters and classroom. He looked at her angrily for a moment and got the hell out of her presence.

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Severus was making his way to the Defense classroom when he felt a body collide with him. He picked himself up about to take House points when he noticed it was his godson. He noticed the smell of sex upon him and looked to him.

“My apologies, Professor Snape!” Draco stated as he stood up. He looked up to his godfather.

Severus saw the broken look in his eyes as he hurried away. What in Merlin had happened to the boy as the wizard hurriedly left his presence? He wondered.

He walked into the Defense classroom and noticed his sister at her desk.

“Severus!” She whispered silkily. “This is the reason I am here!”

She rolled out the prophecy and bade him to look.

Severus read the parchment. He noticed the names and grew cold. Hermione was the lone lioness!

Sara saw her brother’s look.

“Yes, I am here to assist Harry Potter. And soon I am going to use you Severus Snape! You and the lone lioness!” Sara coldly stated.

“How?” Severus whispered.

“You will find out soon enough. See that I am not loyal to our Lord? After all, I told him that I would serve him as faithfully as you! So now you know my motivation.” Sara replied.

“And what is your goal Sara Snape?” Her brother asked.

“Why, to die of course Brother!” Sara coldly replied back.

“You are a pawn Severus Snape! And you have always known it! I know that it is unsettling as I am a puppet master also, controlling the strings. Strings that the Headmaster does not know!” Sara stated.

She handed him the parchment that DEATH had given her.

Potter was a Horcrux! And the Headmaster never told him. He had protected him to die.

“You want to know of my past Brother? You know of my bond to DEATH.” Sara asked of him.

“Yes.” Severus simply stated.

Sara grabbed her pensieve and placed memories into it. When she was done, she indicated that her brother should review it. Of course she did not place in of what she would require of her brother.

She waited as her brother reviewed her memories.

“And do you trust me now Brother?” She asked of him.

“I am not sure Sara, as this is so much to take in!” Severus replied.

“It is really up to you Brother as it will not matter in the greater scheme of things.” Sara stated. She escorted her brother out of her classroom. “Remember, I will always have the upper hand in things!”

Severus walked down to his chambers, troubled.

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Draco walked into the Heads room and addressed the portrait. “Whatever you require of me Damien Selwyn I will do! I want my own life back!” He spat out

The portrait chuckled. “Soon young wizard you will have that!”

AN Sara confronts her old master and possibly calls in a 2nd life debt.
Sicherheitsdienst German Intelligence group of the SS during World War II