The End…Psyche!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its characters are owned and created by J.K. Rowling. Say thank you! Because of her, we can write all this canon! If I create some OCs you will be notified.
Warnings: Okay so this is slash. All dude smexiness. I couldn't choose three different characters on the character thing so I will go ahead and tell you that in this story the main relationship is Tom x Severus x Harry(Hadrian). Yes, yes, I know, exciting. I'm heavily considering making this a creature fic but the whole story won't be about creature inheritance and stuff there will just so happen to be a creature in this if I have creatures okay? There will be bashing of the awesome sort. Dumbledore is bad, Voldemort-not Tom-is bad, some students are bad…pudding is bad. Yuck. Um…the story won't be about Harry like… well Harry! You'll understand by the next or next after that chapter. And…oh I totally allow flaming. Go ahead and flame bro! I'll tell you why I'm excited about flames later on in the story. Last but not least, I promise no fast updates. I promise I will update but there will be no fast updates until the summer. Not my fault, my grades are just a bit more important than this okay?
Onward with the story!
Severus walked the halls of Hogwarts with dragged feet. The headmaster had summoned him once again to be sent to the Dark Lord, apparently there was more information he needed to collect.
He sighed he'd been telling Dumbledore the Dark Lord had been fairly quiet these days which was not at all far from the truth. He just wasn't sharing any information.
Severus was growing weak his mind and body could barely handle the frequent crucio's the Dark Lord handed out. His mind was starting to go and he feared for his sanity.
Severus Snape had always been the stronghold for everyone else; always the one called to do the heavy lifting and there were few that actually knew of his endeavors.
Tragic really that he did unimaginable things for the Wizarding World and there were fewer fucks given for him than there were dark lords.
He laughed at that, well more of a chuckle cough than anything seeing as he such little strength. With all the stress on his body from his duties he'd been neglecting his bodily health.
He didn't have the strength to eat or drink before he was summoned.
All too soon the potions master found himself in front of the door to the headmaster's office. He hesitated before whispering the password and watching the gargoyle slide across to reveal the opening.
"Ah Severus my boy," he greeted, "come and sit. Would you like a lemon drop before your trip?"
"Excuse me Sir, but I don't believe this is the time for such pleasantries," he dead panned, "give me my instructions so I may begin my task."
"As you wish," Dumbledore popped another candy into his mouth and gazed at Severus from his seat. "I need you to gather all the information that you can and relay it back here."
Severus gave the headmaster a weird look. "Is that all? No specific information you need me to collect?" Dumbledore nodded. "headmaster I have told you many times after the many times that you've sent me to the Dark Lord recently, he hasn't been sharing any information about future attacks or anything else important that might benefit the Order. If he is planning them, I'm not the one being informed. Really Headmaster, if you don't have anything for me to retrieve that is important…" Severus realized that he'd been ranting and raising his voice. No one was supposed to see his discomfort or reluctance. Second guessing meant a weak plan; ranting and yelling meant a weak mind set and he was in no way weak.
Dumbledore sighed and shook his head. "Severus as you know, you are a very important part of this cause. I have you do what you do for important reasons. If I need you to do something, it means I need you to get it done and you will get it done Severus. You understand, don't you?" Before Severus could answer, he stood on his feet and put a heavy hand on his shoulder. "It will all work out my friend. Won't it?"
The hand on his shoulder grew heavier as Severus witnessed the all too familiar twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes. He swallowed and nodded. "Of course Sir."
The old wizard squeezed his shoulder and sat back down with a smile. "Good man. I let down the wards. You may apparate." Severus nodded again, not trusting his words, and performed the spell. As he felt the pull behind his navel, he couldn't help but wonder what his death would feel like tonight.
Maybe Fate would grant him a swift death for all the suffering he'd already been through.
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