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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
18,712
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68
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1
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The Knowledge
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Chapter 04 – The Knowledge
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Snape hurried through the hallways of Hogwarts, thanking every deity he could remember for Dumbledore absence. He would not have the ability to explain himself at the moment, by all means he should have brought that bloody woman back with him.
What kind of madness had possessed him to accept those stupid terms? And who exactly was that woman? She was nothing like the Trelaway he could remember gliding around the school in her permanent state of euphoria.
Lost in his thoughts he came to halt in front of a solid wall.
“Let’s see then. What did she say? Oh! Yes” he got his wand and tapped in the bricks in front of him in the order Trelaway had told him to. “I’m making a bigger fool out of me by the minute. This has got to be some elaborate joke of some sort ”
Snape muttered to himself even though he knew it was very unlikely to be any sort of joke.
The wall folded within itself and a doorway came in to view. It led in to a small room covered with shelves. Snape’s eyes grew wide, there carefully store upon the shelves were dozens of pensieves. He walked in muttering a lumus spell and notice that there were name tags attached to each pensieve. It didn’t take very long for him to find a few with his name.
At least the old man is organised. Good thing he kept them all together he though as he picked the first one to see what this as all about.
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A couple of hours later a very pale and shaken Severus Snape emerged from the room. His feet were not fast enough to carry him out of Hogwarts and beyond the apparition wards. He made the whole journey in record speed and fell on his knees in front of Trelaway.
“I’m sorry. I’ll never doubt your power again, tell me what you need of me”.
“Tell me, dear, what did you see?”
“Don’t you know?”
“What I see are signs, spectral images... I learn what has to be done or how it needs to be done... but is not always clear. I’ll tell you what I know, then you’ll tell me what you saw”
“Go on...”
“The proofs of the crimes committed against many people were in that place. A place which held the dark deeds of Dumbledore, where your pain was stored, there was a piece of you there and the foundation stone of our alliance, metaphorically speaking. So what was there, in those memory boxes? That much I can see” she answered the unspoken question Snape showed in his face.
“Memories, as you said. So many of them... I loved once and she loved me back. We had a beautiful story together... stolen from us... Sibil, she was pregnant!” Snape had tears running from his eyes now. He laid his head on her lap, still kneeling in front of her, and let the tears flow as he remembered the one he loved, the one that Dumbledore took way from him... Lily Evans, and their child... Merlin, Harry! The brat was his child! But why? “why?”
“Oh! To best serve his plan, to ensure your coming here, becoming a spy. A happy man with a muggle-born wife and a child would not do, isn’t that right?” Said Trelaway holding his chin up so she could dry his tears “but there is so much more... and I don’t know everything yet. That is way I need your help. I can feel the fates of so many changing, shifting as we speak, any prediction now has every possibility of being proven wrong, there is no telling of the future just now, for we just changed it. We are now at a very delicate and dangerous moment, anything could go wrong. Will you help me?”
“I need to be with my son”
“And you will be, but not now, now you would only get your memory stolen again and would be right back where you were before you met me, alone in the woods...”
“metaphorically speaking” Snape finished.
“of course”
Snape felt defeated. A pawn in a game he knew nothing of the rules, just when he though he could see the end of the tunnel, some one came and showed him it was all a game of mirrors and he was now even more lost than before. He could not trust the Dark Lord, that had been obvious for some time, and know he learns he could not trust Dumbledore either... and what about Trelaway, could he trust her? Could he trust any of it?
“You need more proof”. Once again it was not a question. “You are a potion master, brew a potion, take his blood, make your own proof”
“I will”
At the moment the conversation was cut short by the arrival of a Death Eater. “The Dark Lord has sent for you two”
“Very well” said Snape regaining his wits “lead the way”. He followed the man out with Trelaway close behind him.
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“Well” the Dark Lord said “Severus, I wish to hear your report on the seer”
Snape knelt in front of the Dark Lord considering how to go about this business, when a voice echoed trough out the meeting and every single person in the room held still as Trelaway spoke, holding out her hand to Voldemort.
“The one who will reign in the dark has been mislead,
He seeks in the future what can be only found in the past,
In the blood of your family is where immortality rests”
The Dark Lord got up and approached her, reaching for her hand.
But be ware of blood shed for family’s blood is also red,
The most wanted prize is already in your hands, be aware,
careful where you tread, for magic...”
Trelaway was suddenly knocked sideways, on top of her stood Bellatrix with a club in her hands.
“You don’t touch him, whore.” She yelled, her eyes shining with madness.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?” Screamed the Dark Lord.
“No woman touches my lord.” Said Bellatrix putting on a sweet face for the Dark Lord.
“Who touches me or who I touch is a matter of my choosing, not yours. Don’t you dare forget who is the master and who is the dog. Crucio”
Bellatrix fell back screaming as Trelaway set up slowly on the ground, looking around as if trying to understand what was going on. Snape hurried to her side and aided her to stand up.
“Continue” ordered the Dark Lord to Trelaway.
“Continue?” She looked lost.
“My lord, if I may” said Snape.
“What?” the Dark Lord snapped.
“She cannot continue. A prophecy cannot be controlled or delivered at a desired moment. It has a mind of its own and...” Snape could see the anger building up inside the Dark Lord.
Oh! Merlin, this is going to hurt he saw the Dark Lord start to raise his wand when a hand held his arm.
“Don’t” said Trelaway “He is right. The prophecy has to be spoken at its own time, no one can change that” The Dark Lord didn’t looked pleased, his hand held his wand more firmly.
“But spare the pain, and I’ll tell you what the prophecy is about”
“You know what is says then?” Asked a more amused Dark Lord.
“Not it’s exact terms. I should have been allowed to speak the whole prophecy for that, but I can... sense, what it was about.”
“Go on, child, enlighten me”
“As long as you have a descendent in the wizarding world, you’ll live”.
“A descendent in the...” Voldemort suddenly became very agitated. “Yes, yes, I see... so *that* is what that blasted book meant! Snape, I need a potion to help me impregnate a woman”.
“Of course, my lord, I just need a sample of your seed...”
“What?”
“Your... seed, my lord”
“He can’t give it to you” Trelaway cut in. “He has none left. His body has flaws.”
Voldemort looked at her as if deciding how long he would hold her under a crucio spell but just a fraction of second before he cast the spell he decided against it. For her to know he could not breed, she must have some kind of power and if she was a true seer he would need her sane enough to make sense of the blasted prophecies Bellatrix eventually allowed her to deliver. He threw another one curse at Bellatrix who was still on the ground and started to leave the room.
“There is something else you might want to know” Trelaway added.
“Make it fast and make it good, woman, I’m at the end of my patience with you”.
“I do see something. The details are lost to me, but you do have a child, a user of magic. A child that carries your blood”
“Impossible, I’ve known”
“No, she ran. You took the mother of your child against her will and she ran from you, but she conceived a child that night. She was a squib”
“And the child survived?”
“You came back didn’t you? By all means you should be dead, but you’re here. That can only mean that your blood still flows in the wizarding community.”
“And how do you suppose I find this child of mine?”
“The woman... she cought your attention on a muggle site... she was buying something... something colourful... flowers, your mother’s favourite flowers... and her parents were with her, her mother was a witch...” Trelaway was staring in to the night air as if seeing the scene taking place right before her, but the Dark Lord remembered something by then.
“and her father was a muggle. Yes, I remember that one, Merlin, It was more than 30 years ago!”
“I can’t see her clearly, she has departed from this world and I do see that she had a child, but I can’t see past that”.
“Well, It doesn’t matter. I remember something that will help me find her. Malfoy!” Called out Voldemort summoning a piece of parchment and a quill.
“Yes, my lord” Malfoy answered with a bow.
“Go to this place and find a muggle police station near by” said Voldemort writing a few words down. “Bribe, kill, make up a story, whatever it takes, get me all the rape reports they have from this period of time. One of those women had my child and the time has came for daddy to go home!” his laughter filled the room bringing chills to everyone. Snape couldn’t help noticing that Trelaway was the only one not shivering, she had a sly smile on her face.
Chapter 04 – The Knowledge
__________
Snape hurried through the hallways of Hogwarts, thanking every deity he could remember for Dumbledore absence. He would not have the ability to explain himself at the moment, by all means he should have brought that bloody woman back with him.
What kind of madness had possessed him to accept those stupid terms? And who exactly was that woman? She was nothing like the Trelaway he could remember gliding around the school in her permanent state of euphoria.
Lost in his thoughts he came to halt in front of a solid wall.
“Let’s see then. What did she say? Oh! Yes” he got his wand and tapped in the bricks in front of him in the order Trelaway had told him to. “I’m making a bigger fool out of me by the minute. This has got to be some elaborate joke of some sort ”
Snape muttered to himself even though he knew it was very unlikely to be any sort of joke.
The wall folded within itself and a doorway came in to view. It led in to a small room covered with shelves. Snape’s eyes grew wide, there carefully store upon the shelves were dozens of pensieves. He walked in muttering a lumus spell and notice that there were name tags attached to each pensieve. It didn’t take very long for him to find a few with his name.
At least the old man is organised. Good thing he kept them all together he though as he picked the first one to see what this as all about.
--------
A couple of hours later a very pale and shaken Severus Snape emerged from the room. His feet were not fast enough to carry him out of Hogwarts and beyond the apparition wards. He made the whole journey in record speed and fell on his knees in front of Trelaway.
“I’m sorry. I’ll never doubt your power again, tell me what you need of me”.
“Tell me, dear, what did you see?”
“Don’t you know?”
“What I see are signs, spectral images... I learn what has to be done or how it needs to be done... but is not always clear. I’ll tell you what I know, then you’ll tell me what you saw”
“Go on...”
“The proofs of the crimes committed against many people were in that place. A place which held the dark deeds of Dumbledore, where your pain was stored, there was a piece of you there and the foundation stone of our alliance, metaphorically speaking. So what was there, in those memory boxes? That much I can see” she answered the unspoken question Snape showed in his face.
“Memories, as you said. So many of them... I loved once and she loved me back. We had a beautiful story together... stolen from us... Sibil, she was pregnant!” Snape had tears running from his eyes now. He laid his head on her lap, still kneeling in front of her, and let the tears flow as he remembered the one he loved, the one that Dumbledore took way from him... Lily Evans, and their child... Merlin, Harry! The brat was his child! But why? “why?”
“Oh! To best serve his plan, to ensure your coming here, becoming a spy. A happy man with a muggle-born wife and a child would not do, isn’t that right?” Said Trelaway holding his chin up so she could dry his tears “but there is so much more... and I don’t know everything yet. That is way I need your help. I can feel the fates of so many changing, shifting as we speak, any prediction now has every possibility of being proven wrong, there is no telling of the future just now, for we just changed it. We are now at a very delicate and dangerous moment, anything could go wrong. Will you help me?”
“I need to be with my son”
“And you will be, but not now, now you would only get your memory stolen again and would be right back where you were before you met me, alone in the woods...”
“metaphorically speaking” Snape finished.
“of course”
Snape felt defeated. A pawn in a game he knew nothing of the rules, just when he though he could see the end of the tunnel, some one came and showed him it was all a game of mirrors and he was now even more lost than before. He could not trust the Dark Lord, that had been obvious for some time, and know he learns he could not trust Dumbledore either... and what about Trelaway, could he trust her? Could he trust any of it?
“You need more proof”. Once again it was not a question. “You are a potion master, brew a potion, take his blood, make your own proof”
“I will”
At the moment the conversation was cut short by the arrival of a Death Eater. “The Dark Lord has sent for you two”
“Very well” said Snape regaining his wits “lead the way”. He followed the man out with Trelaway close behind him.
____
“Well” the Dark Lord said “Severus, I wish to hear your report on the seer”
Snape knelt in front of the Dark Lord considering how to go about this business, when a voice echoed trough out the meeting and every single person in the room held still as Trelaway spoke, holding out her hand to Voldemort.
“The one who will reign in the dark has been mislead,
He seeks in the future what can be only found in the past,
In the blood of your family is where immortality rests”
The Dark Lord got up and approached her, reaching for her hand.
But be ware of blood shed for family’s blood is also red,
The most wanted prize is already in your hands, be aware,
careful where you tread, for magic...”
Trelaway was suddenly knocked sideways, on top of her stood Bellatrix with a club in her hands.
“You don’t touch him, whore.” She yelled, her eyes shining with madness.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?” Screamed the Dark Lord.
“No woman touches my lord.” Said Bellatrix putting on a sweet face for the Dark Lord.
“Who touches me or who I touch is a matter of my choosing, not yours. Don’t you dare forget who is the master and who is the dog. Crucio”
Bellatrix fell back screaming as Trelaway set up slowly on the ground, looking around as if trying to understand what was going on. Snape hurried to her side and aided her to stand up.
“Continue” ordered the Dark Lord to Trelaway.
“Continue?” She looked lost.
“My lord, if I may” said Snape.
“What?” the Dark Lord snapped.
“She cannot continue. A prophecy cannot be controlled or delivered at a desired moment. It has a mind of its own and...” Snape could see the anger building up inside the Dark Lord.
Oh! Merlin, this is going to hurt he saw the Dark Lord start to raise his wand when a hand held his arm.
“Don’t” said Trelaway “He is right. The prophecy has to be spoken at its own time, no one can change that” The Dark Lord didn’t looked pleased, his hand held his wand more firmly.
“But spare the pain, and I’ll tell you what the prophecy is about”
“You know what is says then?” Asked a more amused Dark Lord.
“Not it’s exact terms. I should have been allowed to speak the whole prophecy for that, but I can... sense, what it was about.”
“Go on, child, enlighten me”
“As long as you have a descendent in the wizarding world, you’ll live”.
“A descendent in the...” Voldemort suddenly became very agitated. “Yes, yes, I see... so *that* is what that blasted book meant! Snape, I need a potion to help me impregnate a woman”.
“Of course, my lord, I just need a sample of your seed...”
“What?”
“Your... seed, my lord”
“He can’t give it to you” Trelaway cut in. “He has none left. His body has flaws.”
Voldemort looked at her as if deciding how long he would hold her under a crucio spell but just a fraction of second before he cast the spell he decided against it. For her to know he could not breed, she must have some kind of power and if she was a true seer he would need her sane enough to make sense of the blasted prophecies Bellatrix eventually allowed her to deliver. He threw another one curse at Bellatrix who was still on the ground and started to leave the room.
“There is something else you might want to know” Trelaway added.
“Make it fast and make it good, woman, I’m at the end of my patience with you”.
“I do see something. The details are lost to me, but you do have a child, a user of magic. A child that carries your blood”
“Impossible, I’ve known”
“No, she ran. You took the mother of your child against her will and she ran from you, but she conceived a child that night. She was a squib”
“And the child survived?”
“You came back didn’t you? By all means you should be dead, but you’re here. That can only mean that your blood still flows in the wizarding community.”
“And how do you suppose I find this child of mine?”
“The woman... she cought your attention on a muggle site... she was buying something... something colourful... flowers, your mother’s favourite flowers... and her parents were with her, her mother was a witch...” Trelaway was staring in to the night air as if seeing the scene taking place right before her, but the Dark Lord remembered something by then.
“and her father was a muggle. Yes, I remember that one, Merlin, It was more than 30 years ago!”
“I can’t see her clearly, she has departed from this world and I do see that she had a child, but I can’t see past that”.
“Well, It doesn’t matter. I remember something that will help me find her. Malfoy!” Called out Voldemort summoning a piece of parchment and a quill.
“Yes, my lord” Malfoy answered with a bow.
“Go to this place and find a muggle police station near by” said Voldemort writing a few words down. “Bribe, kill, make up a story, whatever it takes, get me all the rape reports they have from this period of time. One of those women had my child and the time has came for daddy to go home!” his laughter filled the room bringing chills to everyone. Snape couldn’t help noticing that Trelaway was the only one not shivering, she had a sly smile on her face.