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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
82
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77,495
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905
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Enter the Villain #2 (Very, very short chapter)
Chapter 49 ~ Enter the Villain #2 (Very, very Short Chapter)
A wizard with gray-blonde hair and a long, twisted face sat quietly on a small cot, his hands resting between his knees and staring at the floor. All was relatively quiet. It was quiet most of the time here except when breakfast, lunch or supper was served, or when he was let out for his one hour of exercise each day.
He had been here for years. One of many incarcerated. One of many sentenced to Azkaban for being a servant of the Dark Lord. But he was one of the lucky ones. No one came forward to accuse him of murder, which would have given him a life sentence. He had killed, yes, but wore his half-mask and hood in the heat of battle. Who had he killed?
The werewolf. Remus Lupin. And his wife, Nymphadora Tonks, who had been much easier.
He often thought about the wizard, how he fell to the Killing Curse, being momentarily distracted by someone calling his name, and how his bitch came running across the grounds alone, screaming and falling on her knees beside him, distraught. Too distraught to protect herself. Bathing her in the dread light was easy, and there were no witnesses.
He was sentenced to twenty-two years. It had seemed as if it was forever when pronounced, but now, now he only had two more days until freedom. Two more days before he left this dark prison to step out into the sun.
Two more days before he could put a plan in motion to wreak his revenge.
If the Ministry believed twenty-two years of imprisonment would make Henry Jugson feel remorse, they were sadly mistaken. They gave him twenty-two years to simmer, to brood, to build up his hatred until it boiled over. Jugson had always been one of the Dark Lord’s servants who didn’t stand out, but he was as brutal and heartless as any other minion, as ready to kill as any other. He had participated in the battle at the Ministry when they sought out the Prophecy, but escaped capture.
He had been taken at Hogwarts during the Final Battle by a student, a young black man who was battling Dolohov in a corridor. Jugson had seen Peeves drop wriggling, green Snargluff pods down on the battle and noticed some hanging in midair. They had hit Ron, Harry and Hermione who were hiding under Harry’s Invisibility Cloak.
”Someone’s invisible there!” he had shouted, and the boy took advantage of his distraction to hit him with a powerful stunner. He was taken after that.
Jugson never knew the young wizard’s name, but intended to find it out once he was freed. There were several others he wished to visit as well. Remorse? Hell no. He felt no remorse. He had murder in his heart and revenge running through his veins.
Come Monday morning, he would be free, free to pursue his plans. Free to visit misery on all those who had it coming.
And even on those who didn’t.
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A/N: Sorry all. Still feeling pretty horrible, but I'm trying here. Next chapter will be all Snape/Hermione and longer.
A wizard with gray-blonde hair and a long, twisted face sat quietly on a small cot, his hands resting between his knees and staring at the floor. All was relatively quiet. It was quiet most of the time here except when breakfast, lunch or supper was served, or when he was let out for his one hour of exercise each day.
He had been here for years. One of many incarcerated. One of many sentenced to Azkaban for being a servant of the Dark Lord. But he was one of the lucky ones. No one came forward to accuse him of murder, which would have given him a life sentence. He had killed, yes, but wore his half-mask and hood in the heat of battle. Who had he killed?
The werewolf. Remus Lupin. And his wife, Nymphadora Tonks, who had been much easier.
He often thought about the wizard, how he fell to the Killing Curse, being momentarily distracted by someone calling his name, and how his bitch came running across the grounds alone, screaming and falling on her knees beside him, distraught. Too distraught to protect herself. Bathing her in the dread light was easy, and there were no witnesses.
He was sentenced to twenty-two years. It had seemed as if it was forever when pronounced, but now, now he only had two more days until freedom. Two more days before he left this dark prison to step out into the sun.
Two more days before he could put a plan in motion to wreak his revenge.
If the Ministry believed twenty-two years of imprisonment would make Henry Jugson feel remorse, they were sadly mistaken. They gave him twenty-two years to simmer, to brood, to build up his hatred until it boiled over. Jugson had always been one of the Dark Lord’s servants who didn’t stand out, but he was as brutal and heartless as any other minion, as ready to kill as any other. He had participated in the battle at the Ministry when they sought out the Prophecy, but escaped capture.
He had been taken at Hogwarts during the Final Battle by a student, a young black man who was battling Dolohov in a corridor. Jugson had seen Peeves drop wriggling, green Snargluff pods down on the battle and noticed some hanging in midair. They had hit Ron, Harry and Hermione who were hiding under Harry’s Invisibility Cloak.
”Someone’s invisible there!” he had shouted, and the boy took advantage of his distraction to hit him with a powerful stunner. He was taken after that.
Jugson never knew the young wizard’s name, but intended to find it out once he was freed. There were several others he wished to visit as well. Remorse? Hell no. He felt no remorse. He had murder in his heart and revenge running through his veins.
Come Monday morning, he would be free, free to pursue his plans. Free to visit misery on all those who had it coming.
And even on those who didn’t.
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A/N: Sorry all. Still feeling pretty horrible, but I'm trying here. Next chapter will be all Snape/Hermione and longer.