Die for Me

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Severus Snape paced nervously across the large ballroom. He had been too nervous to remain at Hogwarts any longer. He glanced up at the chiming clock above the large fireplace, seven. Suddenly the air beside him rippled and four figures appeared at his side. Two were cloaked and masked in the normal death eater apparel; the other two wore their normal ministry robes.

Severus glared at Roger Marwood and Lucius Malfoy who returned the look with their own rude gestures. The three were all sworn enemies- which was why the Dark Lord has chosen them to complete this mission. It had been a surprise and Severus had been given no time to warn the order. He prayed it would be nothing too horrible.

“Ah, yes, my most trusted subjects. Tonight I desire you to kill a few troublesome people for me. You may use them as you wish, kill them as you like. But do not fail me,” Voldermort said in his venomous voice.

“Use the portkey, it will take you to each house. Go,” Voldermort handed them a jagged skull and then disappeared. Severus swallowed.

The three death eaters touched the skull with excitement (Severus’ feigned). The dark lord rarely gave his death eaters permission to toy with their victims; this time he had given permission to rape and torture as they pleased. Once they were all touching the skull, the portkey activated and they arrived in a small, dimly lit bedroom. The three death eaters looked around in curiosity. Their eyes fell upon a small child sitting on the floor playing with lettered, wooden blocks.

“Snape,” Severus swallowed, Lucius and Roger watched him expectantly. He tried not to look into the little girl’s large brown eyes as she turned just in time to see the green light erupt from his wand. She fell over, dead. Lucius and Roger snickered.

“Humph, waste. You could have at least tortured or raped her,” Lucius said coldly. Roger only shrugged and stepped forward, Severus refused to look as Marwood took the girl’s lifeless body. Once finished, Roger nodded and they reached out to touch the skull once more. This time they stood outside a white door; Roger and Lucius grinned.

“There are five girls- hopefully you will be more creative than Snape here,” they were only mildly alarmed when the skull spoke with Voldermort’s hiss of a voice.

Snape’s eyes traveled around the room with a shudder. The walls were plastered with posters of assorted Quidditch teams, the Weird Sisters and family photographs. The room was large enough to comfortably fit five large beds, dressers and an assortment of books, stuffed animals and toys.

“One more story Aubrey!” He heard a child’s voice demand. He looked to where the voice was coming from. In the bed farthest from them were four blond haired children. Snape’s eyes were drawn to the figure they were all crowded around. He swallowed silently, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was no older than seventeen, with glistening golden ringlets that fell around her slender face. Her blue eyes crinkled as she laughed. Snape glanced at the two who were supposed to be killing. They too stood transfixed.

“I’m tired! I need to get to sleep so that I can go to school tomorrow!” The three men stood transfixed by the melody of her voice and their obvious luck.

“Why do we have to go to a muggle school if we’re wizards Aubrey?” Asked another child.

“Because of the dark wizards- mum and dad doesn’t want us to get hurt,” she replied softly.

“Aw, shame,” the girl’s head shot up at the hiss of Lucius’ voice. The girl’s pale blue eyes flicked towards the dresser a few feet away, a wand sat upon its surface. She pushed the children away diving for the wand. Lucius grinned and pointed his wand, obliterating the dresser.

The girl swallowed loudly, the younger girls around her were shivering and sobbing with fear. Their parents had told them about Dark wizards, about the Death Eaters. The elder girl tried to quiet them but with little success.

“Please, leave them be,” the girl’s voice shook slightly. She pressed the younger girls back behind her.

“I think not,” Roger hissed, pleased. “Time for our fun, eh Lucius?”

The elder girl pushed the children back into the corner of the room, doing her best to shield them. The three men approached, Snape with reluctance and the other two with excitement. The girl looked around panic stricken. Lucius reached the corner first and grabbed the girl’s slender wrists. She yelped trying to fling him away from her and her sisters but he held tight.

“Please, spare them! They are too young to know, they do not even posses their wands yet!” The girl pleaded. Lucius smiled flinging her down onto the bed. Roger glared at him, not to be out done he turned to the shrieking little girls.

They varied in age of four to early teens, all with honey curls. Roger raised his wand to the first smiling; it was a small wailing girl of about five. He thought a moment of the torture he would inflict upon her.

“Imperio!” He yelled. The little girl stopped wailing. “Now, stop breathing.” He laughed as he watched the little girl start convulsing due to lack of oxygen then finally fall over dead. He repeated similar treatment to two more of the younger wailing children. He considered the next one carefully.

“It would pity for her to die a virgin,” the skull snapped. Snape’s eyes flickered over to the bed where Lucius was on top of the struggling girl. He seemed to be enjoying her struggling, taking his time having only gone so far as to unbutton her nightgown. Roger glared at Lucius then grabbed the petite thirteen year old girl.

She immediately began wailing as Roger threw her down on the bed opposite Lucius and his own captive. Roger did not waste time with his slightly less attractive girl as Lucius was. Instead he flung her onto the nearest bed and savagely ripped her clothes from her body. The girl screamed and tried to claw at him, annoyed, Roger slapped her hard across the face.

Roger looked over her body with disgust; the girl had just barely hit puberty. He looked at the girl beneath Lucius and growled. He could see her creamy perfect breasts which were exposed. Lucius had pulled the night-shirt down to her waist and was admiring her breasts.

Roger turned back to his own and decided it would simply be better to fuck her and get it over with. Roger took hold of his limp cock in one hand and his wand in the other.

“Imperio! Suck my cock,” Roger then forced his cock down the girl’s throat and, sobbing, she began to suck and flick her tongue around his head. Once he felt himself get hard he pulled himself from her mouth and pulled her legs apart roughly.

Suddenly he slammed into the virgin girl with such force that she screamed in agony. Roger felt her hymen tear but ignored it, shoving himself in and out. Roger grunted, not at all turned on by the child and looked towards Lucius’ captive. One glance at her breasts made his balls tense and he came deep within the sobbing girl.

“Avada Kedvara,” he said bored as he pulled out of her roughly. The girl’s head lolled to the side and she was dead.

“Get on with it Malfoy, the others are all dead,” Roger groaned. Lucius was busily and forcefully kissing her neck.

“Shut up Marwood, I plan to enjoy myself,” Lucius hissed. The girl whimpered as Lucius began to slide his hand down to the waist band of her knickers. Severus turned away, poor thing.

He gritted his teeth, starring at the white wood door mournfully. He heard a sob erupt from the girl beneath Lucius and swallowed.

“You bitch!” Severus turned at the sound of Lucius’ yell. His cheek was raw, an old heavy book lay on the floor. Lucius grabbed the girl’s wrist angrily, twisting it back over her head making her yelp. Severus looked in the corner to see Roger holding his erect cock, rubbing his hand up and down his length. His eyes were fixed on Lucius and the girl, glazed over with lust.

Severus turned back to see Lucius slap the girl forcefully, then grab her jaw and slam his lips down on hers. Lucius’ hand was busily wrenching off the girl’s panties, causing her to sob into his mouth. Severus saw as the older wizard took advantage and shoved his tongue into her mouth.

A flick of his wand had Lucius’ clothes off and his erection against the girl’s core. The girl sobbed, trying to wiggle away from the offending member. Lucius laughed, holding her still, with another flick of his wand the girl’s arms were cuffed to the headboard and her legs were eagle spread beneath him. She whimpered, thrashing her head, freeing herself from his lips.

Lucius laughed, ramming his throbbing member into her core. The girl flung her head back as her hymen tore and Lucius began to pound in and out of her, grunting. Severus looked away only to see Roger panting and massaging his erect cock with fervor.

Severus felt bile rising up in his throat as the room filled with the melody of two men’s orgasms and a girl’s sob. The heavy smell of blood and sex quickly followed.


Severus’ eyes burst open as he sprung up in bed, sweat pouring into his eyes. Severus Snape, Hogwart’s very own snarky Potions Master took a deep breath and settled back into bed. He had a class of first years tomorrow morning and it wouldn’t do if they knew that Severus Snape was still plagued by nightmares.