Unintended Consequences of Poor Planning

Part - 4

Voldemort, Pettigrew, and eight other Death Eaters showed up right on time, just as Remus Lupin faded from the amber eyes of the werewolf. The bizarre gray, half-wolf, half-human creature paced on two oddly bent legs before the barrier, its eyes never leaving Snape.


\"Good bye, my dear traitor.\" Voldemort chuckled as his wand flicked, evaporating the barrier.


Snape remained silent. Despite his earlier protestations of calm, he wanted to scream and beg for his life. Or at least beg for a quicker, cleaner death. But he managed to keep from disgracing himself. It was only his unyielding desire not to give his enemies anything, even a humiliating death to send as a pensive to Dumbledore, kept him from sobbing.


As soon as the barrier was gone, the wolf pounced. It hit Snape hard, slamming him into the wall. He slowly slid down it to sprawl on the dirt floor. He almost fell unconscious, but somehow, unfortunately, he managed to remain aware and the wolf sniffed at him.


Trembling, Snape waited for the wolf to kill him. He could not even put up a fight.


But very quickly he realized that it was not actually hurting him. In fact, his face flushed as it finally sank in that the wolf was whimpering like a puppy and humping his leg!


\"What the hell is it doing?\" gasped Voldemort, appalled. \"Did one of you idiots slip an aphrodisiac into their last meal?\"


Every masked face moved from side to side and Pettigrew sputtered. \"No, my Lord!\"


\"I do not understand this!\" Voldemort shook with fury as the werewolf managed to maneuver Snape onto his stomach and was attempting to enter him. \"The only way that a werewolf will recognize a human as a mate is if that person becomes pregnant by him. The traitor cannot be...\"


Pettigrew hit his knees so hard and fast that he must have come close to shattering his kneecaps! \"My Lord!\" He bowed down to the ground and kissed the hem of his black robes. \"I wanted to break Lupin. He is a sentimental fool, but just making him kill Snape might not destroy him. I thought that if he killed the traitor and his own child...\"


The Dark Lord was beyond words, red eyes glowing, hissing like a snake.


\"Please forgive me, master. I put a fertility potion in the healing draft.\"


Lord Voldemort just stared at his right hand rat, uh, man for several VERY long moments. It was almost a relief to Pettigrew as his master pointed his wand and shouted, \"Crucio!\"


Pettigrew screamed.


After much screaming, the white hand gestured and cut off the curse. He pointed to the closest Death Eaters, who flinched visibly under his gaze. \"You four go down there and stun the werewolf, then you may do as you want with the traitor as long as he is in small pieces by morning!\"


The Death Eaters stumbled over one another in their haste to obey.


Glaring down at the arena, Voldemort watched as Snape managed to escape the lustful creature and was crab walking away from it. The long snout sniffed at him as it crawled after, its distended organ leaking profusely.


Snape was numb, not only trying to stay away from the amorous wolf, but to process the words he heard Voldemort yell. He was pregnant?


It took several minutes for the Death Eaters to get down to that level. The pair froze as the door opened. The four Death Eaters came in, wands at the ready.


The wolf was on them before they had the chance to scream. He tore out the throats of the first two with its claws in passing. One of the remaining Death Eaters managed to say, \"Avada...\" Before the razor sharp teeth first crushed his humorous, then with almost frightening ease, severed his arm.


With a strength born of desperation, Snape hit the last man at a run, knocking him out of the arena. He kneed him in the gut, then took hold of his head, twisted and broke the man\'s neck. Lupin loped out of the arena after him as the voice of Voldemort shouted orders to kill the pair.


Panting, Snape snatched up the dead man\'s robes and wand. He then held it out and yelled, \"Accio Snape\'s and Lupin\'s wands!\" He waited several seconds, and was actually shocked when they flew down the corridor and slapped into his hand.


\"Come on!\" He shoved Lupin\'s wand in his pocket, then with his own ready for defense, he ran. The wolf trotted after, ready to defend its mate.


Snape dodged curses and hit the Death Eaters with Avada Kadavra. He did not even consider anything less then a killing curse. Lupin, or rather the wolf, had the same idea. It tore out the throats of anyone that tried to come near its mate.


Emerging out of what looked on the outside like a dilapidated old castle, Snape stumbled and fell. He was shaking badly. He almost panicked as the long gray furred arms wrapped around him from behind. The wolf licked his face.


And humped against his arse. \"Lupin, will you stop that,\" he panted. He heard shouts in the castle. More Death Eaters! \"Shit!\" Snape grabbed the wolf\'s arms and apparated.


tbc