when angels supposedly fall

N/A: I’m sorry I haven’t updated this weekend but I was visiting my dad up in London and my laptop screen has decidedly gone black on me, so I’m using a very old computer monitor until I can afford to get a new laptop …..:/….I’m not a happy bunny.



Right first of all…I need to get a beta and ICE SCREAM TWINZ I’ll take you up on your offer for a beta. I don’t actually know how it works so :S…you’ll have to explain it, I’m a ditz on the subject as it is.



Thank you all very much for your reviews and for the ideas about my character I think I have them sorted and I haven’t gone with everyone’s choice (it would be rather difficult if one wanted a good Lucius and the other wanted a bad on ay).



ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!







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“Good evening Headmaster Dumbledore,” Severus bowed his head slightly in a sign of respect for the old wizard.



Severus stood in completely black, save for the scarlet silken shirt and silk trimming on the spider silk spun cloak. He stood at an impressive 6’2 his cloak and robe open revealing his waistcoat and the pocket watch from which was hidden in his waistcoat pocket which the watches chain hung from. His hair was pulled back with a strip of black leather no longer greasy from the potions fumes but clean and well kept. His teeth shined white and his skin still had its pale look, but that of the undead, his eyes as unforgiving as ever.



“I knew you had your secrets Severus but never could I have seen this coming,” Albus Dumbledore suddenly felt very much of 156 year old self.



Severus Snape, the young boy who was once tormented by his peers.



The teenager who came to him in floods of tears, remorseful and cursing the name that was the Dark Lords.



The young man who had accepted his position as spy for the Order of The Phoenix, and Potions Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.



The man whom he thought of as a son.



Who he loved as the son he never had.



Who stood before him now.



Tall and proud wearing the embellishment of the Lord of his life long adversary, the very species that had killed his family, not century ago.



“You wear the crest of enemy of the light,” he said sorrowfully as his sad blue eyes met those of a black abyss, he whispered as he swallowed painfully. “Is this how it is to end Severus?”



Severus drew his sword, the ting of the sharp metal against the sheath vibrated around the silent room and Albus lowered his head in defeat, so it was to be that way after all.



His eyes filled with tears as he recalled the Severus he once knew as a passionate man and not a murderous machine.







Flashbacks



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Albus watched from the entrance hall as Severus and Lily Evans walked, laughing towards the lake, the sky was clear and the wind had a sweet taste to it. The end of their OWLS was upon them and they were enjoying the last of their time together as friends should.

“Please Lily,” he could hear Severus whining and he chuckled quietly, he was truly a free person around her.

“Fine, fine alright I give in!” she mumbled as he plucked her last chocolate frog from her hand much to her surprise. “Not this one!!! Give it back!”

She cried a war cry and gave chase, both dropping their books and bags to the floor…





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“…Killed her, oh by Merlin he slayed her in front of me,” the youth wept into the older man’s robe as he gently arranged them on the floor. “Ellimere, oh Merlin, oh lords,” Albus held the young teen as he arrived back from his second Deatheaters meeting, where they had murdered his sister in front of him for ‘failing’ a task of killing two baby muggle boys…





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Severus walked onto the stage his face set in a scowl until he came to the podium and came face to face with the Headmaster of the school he was leaving. Albus quirked a small smile at him and Severus raised an eyebrow and gripped his hand in a firm handshake, a small smile gracing his face also as he took the diploma and held it up, a blast of cheering erupting from the Slytherins…





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Albus and Severus healing Poppy Pomfrey after she was caught in a horribly gone wrong tickling spell in a duel club as she watched over the students, making sure they didn’t injure themselves…





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End Flashbacks.







During all this time of reminiscing, the tears fell unchecked down his aged face and into his white beard.



Out of the corner of his eye he watched Severus approach his side, sword gripped in his hand…and he laid it upon the desk in front of the wise old wizard and knelt to his side, his own head bowed.



“As the Lord and Leader of the Vampire Clans across the world, I offer you our alliance, my…Lord,” Severus spoke with a steady voice, strong and proud of his offer to perhaps one of the greatest wizards of all time.



Before he knew it Severus was helped to his feet and was looking into very proud, joyous and apprehensive blue twinkling eyes.



“Never bow to me Severus, never bow to an equal,” and Albus embraced the young Vampire Lord who in turn hugged him back with equal strength; tears’ still escaping the old mans eyes.



Albus Dumbledore had accepted his proposition, it would be time soon to call upon the council, but first he had some more urgent business to discuss with the wizard in front of him.



"Headmaster, Albus, there is much reason for speaking this now, please have a seat I much to say in very little time as my childe is in dire need of myself,” this definitely caught the old wizards attention and he stepped back from the Vampire and sat back down at his desk, eyes twinkling with merriment and a secret-all-knowing twinkle.



“Have a seat then Severus and business shall be prompt, I do not wish to hinder you nor your childe,” Severus swallowed; the old man couldn’t know could he?



“ I must inform you now that I have only ever worked for the benefits of my own cause, my Clan is top priority in any circumstance that may befall yourself, myself or any other self,” straight to the point is always the best place to start, he watched the wizard nod his agreement. “Since being announced as the High Lord from 20 years old I have never truly worked for you. Luckily this did not interfere with both of our aims and it served my own and my people’s best interest and as such I was able to continue my ‘work’ for you without being discovered,” Albus didn’t look surprised, it was after all what he would have done for his own people if he had been in such a situation.



“Voldemort has never been a problem to defend myself from, after all what a bit of
‘Torture’ for a Vampire such as myself,” Severus allowed a small smile to grace his lips; Crucio was in fact nothing more than a tickle to him. “The council will be called upon, after giving myself up I have to announce that they are to arrive in two months time and it will be long, tedious and held here,” he could see the protest already coming and held his hand up to stem it, Albus closed his mouth and listened. “As I have given you our alliance Headmaster we must meet on your grounds and Hogwarts is just that, do not fear for the children’s sake, they shall be fine.”



“Also our other supporters will want to be present,” his white eyebrows shot up. “We have a steady alliance with the werewolves including Greyback; we are extremely friendly with the Veela clan and the elves and are currently in the process of gaining the giants, fairies and pixies alliances,” the old man’s eyes were like torches as he looked at Severus stunned.



“Of course Severus I understand, I must also rally our other supporters and the Order if you could get back to me on specific dates, it would be much appreciated,” he bowed his head slightly, the twinkle in his eyes not diminishing for a second. “Why don’t you go back to your childe Severus, I’m sure…”

“That is what I need to discuss with you… my childe, it seems that I have found the missing Harry Potter,” by the way the man was choking on his air he could soundly say that he didn’t have the damnedest clue about Harry being his childe. “Are you alright Albus?” A smile threatened to over take his face, but Severus kept control.



“I thought I heard you say that Harry Potter was your childe,” he gave a weak laugh and sat back in his chair.



“I only implied it but yes, you have the gist of it,” Severus watched as the old man lowered his head to his hands and moaned mournfully, what on earth would the rest of the world think of this? “Headmaster…?”



“I am fine Severus,” the old man was unreadable, again. “Go to your childe, you have given me more than enough information tonight, go to your childe and,” he seemed to hesitate a little. “Look after each other,” it was a blessing he had given them then, not a curse that he had secretly dreaded.



“Good evening Headmaster,” he stood with a bow and picked up the sword the man had handed back to him and walked from the room, to his own rooms with purpose and anticipation.



He could only hope his childe was ok and had not done anything stupid during his absence. But then again it was his fault if he had.



Reaching his bed chamber in record time, he re-charmed his rooms, now with wards and spells fit of the Vampire Lord that he was and entered the room quietly and was met with utter silence.



The silence he was surrounded in was not pleasant; it felt chilled and harsh as did the air around him. The only light in the whole of the room was coming from the door in front of which he stood, it filtered in around his shape and graced the bed and its silken sheet, and his childe.



Severus felt his knees weaken at the sight the youth made on their bed. He lay, face stained with tear streaks, on his side and the cool smooth sheets bunched up to his thighs, like he had kicked at them asleep. One hang was balled into an uncurling fist and slung across his naked abdomen as the other was tucked under the pillow supporting his head.



Laying down his cloak and robe on the only other piece of furniture in the room (apart from the bookcase which lined the wall), he couldn’t help but notice how pretty his childe was and wondered how he had never noticed it on the boy before. He would have laid claims to him ages ago if he had known, Potter or not, he was simply a thing of beauty.



His longish black hair lay in tangles just past his elbows and again he wondered how he never noticed the boy’s long hair, he wondered briefly if he used a glamour as he stroked a little bit of the long soft hair.



Pulling off his boots and stripping to his slacks, he climbed carefully onto the bed and spooned again his childe, who sighed contently and leaned back into his embrace, too deeply asleep to notice Severus’ fingers lightly tracing up his stomach and across his arms.



“So delicious, so pure,” he mumbled almost touching his childes lips.



“Master…” Harry moaned very quietly still deeply asleep, but his subconscious more than enough of what the man was doing to his body, tracing his nipples, making him turn into him, to the hand that was setting his subliminal passion on fire.



Hearing his childes sweet, sleepy, delectable voice call out for him, had him lose all control and rip the cover off of the pair of them and settle himself between his childes legs and lean over him, dominating him.



Harry immediately woke up, his eyes narrowed and he growled low in his throat a threatening sound as his Shadow Master thrust against him and moaned heatedly.



His moan was cut short however as he suddenly toppled from the bed and landed with a thump on the floor. Surprised to say the least, he was even more so when he looked up and came to the glaring eyes of his childe.



“And what precisely do you think you are doing?” Harry asked tartly.



Severus didn’t know how to respond, he was in shock, what had he done, why was his childe acting this way towards him?



“I shall repeat it for your sakes, what were you doing?” he crawled back up the bed, pulling a sheet around his nude body and looked at him through fiery eyes.



“My childe i…”



“So know its my childe humph,” he walked with the bed sheet still wrapped around his towards the open door and stopped as Severus spoke again.



“I know I left you, but I simply must had to speak with the Headmaster,” he tried to pull the teen to him, but he resisted and sniffed at the older Vampire.


“Is that an apology?” his eyes narrowed once again as the man nodded. “How poor of you, the least you can do is actually say the words!” he demanded of the man, he was after deeply hurt his actions earlier, he was a childe unbonded it still hurt!!!



Severus spluttered in outrage, apologise? Him!? Never!



“No he said stubbornly and almost, almost, regretted it after Harry’s eyes glowered but didn’t say anything and just pushed past him and walked to the bathroom.



He certainly wouldn’t be giving in anytime soon if the Vampire kept that attitude up!







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N/A



I know another cliffy * ducks stones being thrown at her * and I know I promise sex in this chapter * ducks bullets being shot at her * and I know I made Dumbledore a good guy * screams as she is tied to a stake * but I obviously can’t say much to defend myself * coughs as fires are lit * ……..shi!t





Anyway I have decided on the characters for most part, even if I changed it completely from what I did have originally…funny when you come to write it up and it looks like crap…oh well.



This is decidedly going to be a long story, so hold your breath for the sex, I know I know…boo and hiss all you want I’ll just make you wait longer (^.^) its coz I’m nasty like that :P



Anyways thank you for the reviews, they are very much appreciated * nods head *.







Love you all.



Severus: Why, why, why * hits head against the wall *

Lucius: At least you’re in the fricken chapter * mumbles*

Me: Now, now Luci gods knows it’s not because I don’t love you *lustfully looks him over *.

Harry: *sobs * Severus Snape you are a bastard *runs *

Severus: you had better write your next chapter and make sure I do apologise

* shudders * to him, otherwise…I will hurt you!!!