Hogwarts Maelstrom. Completed!

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Hermione decided to move in with Draco that day, and he spent the dance watching Devan. Hermione searched for Mariah and saw her walk in across the room.

“It worked!” exclaimed Hermione and she hugged Mariah hard. “Thank you.”

“What good are Slytherin if we can’t be devious sometimes,” replied Mariah with a twist of a smile.

Mariah had dressed up tonight, her multicolored hair was twisted into soft ringlets that fell about her face and down her backless dress.

The dress was the color of the night sky, with droplets of crystal; the material was soft and hugged her voluptuous form tightly. Her cerulean-blue eyes shined dramatically framed with dark eye makeup and her lips were a scarlet slash.

“You look fantastic Mariah.”

“Well, a whole fat lot of good it does me. Listen Hermione, I’ve given up on Severus. He doesn’t want me and I am tired of feeling used up and passed along for something better. He is just like the rest of them,” whispered Mariah.

“I know you got your prince and all but for girls like me, that just doesn’t happen.”

Hermione shook her head in disagreement but Mariah gently pushed her out of the way. “I’m going to go for a walk, okay?”

Mariah’s shoulders slumped and she exited the dance hall quickly.

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Severus Snape watched Mariah flee the great hall and he sighed. The girl was obstinate. Instead of hating Severus for his nasty behavior towards her, it just seemed to wound her more.

Severus Snape was at a loss. He was back to being his Old, Nasty, Potions Master self. She was a Young, beautiful, witch who deserved better. Why didn’t she understand that?

Mariah passed by Peter Nox and Teddy Bennet heading back to the dance through the maze.

“Pardon me,” whispered Mariah as she moved by.

Mariah heard the other boy mutter. “Silencio.”

Mariah turned towards him, and screamed as he grabbed her wrist. Not a sound emitted from her throat and she looked panicked.

“Not so fast, love. My brother told me what a good lay you were. All alone ducky? You must be looking for some of the action that you had before. I knew a girl like you couldn’t go for long without,” sneered Peter.

His companion came up behind her, and grabbed her wand that she was fumbling with to pull from the dress.

“The Ministry says that all unmarried witches will soon be auctioned off. I want to ask for you. I would rather have a whore then some untried Huffelpuff.”

“Yeah, besides I heard you took on five at a time. I would always have entertainment for my friends.” The other boy grabbed her and she kicked out her legs, hearing her dress rip as she did.

“You just made it easier ducky,” purred Peter maliciously and he groped her breasts through the ripped clothes.

Mariah moaned, shaking her head silently as the other boy rubbed up behind her and she felt the familiar fear all over again, gripping her deep in her belly.

The boys began to close in around her, sandwiching her between them, a hand stroked between her legs, under the dress and Mariah stared down as the other unbuckled his belt. Mariah screamed soundlessly, and tried to struggle with them.

“Shhhhhhh, we will give you exactly what a witch like you is worthy of.”

“Yeah, the rogering of a lifetime,” snickered the other boy, licking her bared neck.

“I HIGHLY doubt that,” spoke an icy, furious voice behind them.

Professor Snape and Longbottom stood there looking furious.

Suddenly, with a short wave of a wand, both boys fell back against the hedges and were twisted into a full body bind.

Longbottom grimaced. “I will send for the Dementors.”

Snape nodded but said nothing; he just stared down at Mariah.

Mariah sobbed silently on the ground, tears spilling off her cheeks and she could not look up, she could not speak, she simply laid there and cried.

Severus felt his throat closing up. He had followed her for a short distance, decided he was a lunatic stalker and stopped. Then he heard the boys talking and their words gave him a sickening feeling that he had confirmed when he saw Mariah in her ripped dress pushed between them, on the verge of being raped. What was worse was that they simply said all the things that Mariah had said about herself.

It was no wonder she believed that she was rubbish now. They were dead, or going to Azkaban, Snape was still deciding. Snape stared down at the silent Mariah, sobbing quietly on the ground.

Snape waved the wand and removed the silencing charm. The sound popped and he could hear the agony in her throat as she cried herself raw, her dark makeup staining her pale cheeks in rivulets.

Snape felt his heart ache just staring down at her. “You can’t catch a break can you?” he whispered in soft pitying voice, which broke through all of Mariah’s defenses.

Mariah fell silent, choking back all the sobs, until Severus was sure she had stopped breathing.

“Whore’s don’t deserve breaks,” Mariah said softly and she stared numbly at the mud that was soaking into her dress.

Her words were heartbreaking, and Severus felt a shard of pain shaft through his chest. He walked to her and swiftly picked her up, holding her to his chest. She buried her face in his neck and he clutched her closer to him. Mariah wanted to stay silent and strong against Severus’s allure but she could not manage it. Her emotions were too raw, and she clung to him for dear life.

Severus carried her up to his room, and gently lowered onto the bed. He strode away, his robes billowing behind him, and he retrieved a washcloth and slowly, tenderly began to wipe away the stains of makeup on her pale cheeks. Mariah stared numbly at him, her eyes blank, as though she had hidden herself far away from this place.

“You will be fine Mariah. Those boys were idiots,” whispered Severus, as he gently removed the makeup from her face.

“Those boys were speaking the truth. What kind of person does not have the decency to kill themselves after how I was treated by them? Have I no shame?” murmured Mariah flatly.

The words sounded rehearsed as though she had heard it said a hundred times. They struck a cold fear inside of Severus.

“It’s not your shame, Mariah, it’s theirs. It is bloody mine. I used you too.” Severus stared down at her fragile hands, clasping each other for warmth. Severus drew back from her and rinsed out the washcloth.

Snape’s hands were shaking when he pressed the cloth back to her shoulder; an angry red scratch was forming on her pale flesh. Severus saw red. How dare they mark her? She was bloody perfect. Mariah touched his shaking hands and pushed them down. Her eyes were remarkably clear, although red rimmed from crying still.

“You never used me, Severus.” Her gaze was empty but he felt the sincerity of her words. “You made me feel alive. You made me feel cherished. Never did I feel used,” whispered Mariah, her mouth parting slightly.

Severus watched her take one of his fingers and press it to her mouth. “I long for your touch, but you don’t want me. Doesn’t that make a whore?”

“No it makes me incredibly foolish,” muttered Severus and grabbed her towards him.

Mariah spilled onto his lap and he pressed his mouth hard on her own. Mariah moaned in pleasure and she pushed him down on the bed, embracing him, her legs wrapping around him.

“Careful, you might be injured still,” warned Severus, his mouth trailing over her collarbone.

“I don’t care; Severus Snape if you don’t promise me to stay with me forever, then I will murder you. That I swear an oath too,” purred Mariah, as she pushed him on the bed and crawled to sit on top of him. Severus’s eyes widen as he felt the magic oath bind them together.

“That was incredibly touching, a tad stalkerish and insanely dangerous,” murmured Severus as he clasped the back of her head and forced her mouth down on his own.

“I am in Slytherin after all,” murmurs Mariah as she claimed him for her own.



FIN.



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