SEVERUS SNAPE REVEALED, PART TWO: THE DEATH EATER YEARS
AN: This takes place immediately following Snape Revealed Part One.If you have not yet read part one, you probably should go back and read it before starting this one. [id:4230682] There are several OC's in there that will be reintroduced in part two.
Part two will follow as close to canon as possible and will chronicle his years as a Death Eater. This story is rated "M" for mature and will contain bad language, violence and sex. I generally update three days per week, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays.
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Chapter One: The Death Eater
Disclaimer-In this entire story, most of these characters belong to JK Rowling, I'm just borrowing…
It was only eleven at night when he returned home and Tobias as usual was pissed…and pissed. Severus walked in and looked at the dead man seated before him and suddenly felt remorse. As much as he disliked his father he did not want him dead. He was a Muggle and that was all the reason the Dark Lord needed to have him killed. He was cranky, mean, often drunk, poor mannered, stoutly, bald man with a very large nose. But he did not deserve to die for those reasons.
Potter on the other hand did for what he'd done to Severus. He was also the reason Lily was no longer friends with him. Humiliation and alienation, he did deserve to die. So did Black and so did Lupin, based almost solely on being a werewolf by itself. While he was thinking about it, Peter Pettigrew needed to go also. He would not feel an ounce of remorse if any of them died, none what so ever. They were pure evil and useless individuals. So was Dumbledore for letting them quite literally get away with attempted murder. Voldemort did not need to target the malicious and sinister Muggles; there were plenty of malicious and sinister wizards he could kill, starting with Potter and Black.
"Oy I said are ya going to work tomorrow boy?"
"Work?"
"Yeah, did you find a job for yourself? If not they want ya back at the restaurant, said you could wait tables some, make a little more money."
"I…I guess," Severus said, the elation of being branded a Death Eater and hour ago diminishing as reality said he must resume work in the Muggle world. Severus walked over to his bags and noticed immediately the two-way parchment he was shared with Lily had gone black. She closed her side of the connection forever, and the parchment was now useless. Lucius's on the other hand was glowing deep green and Severus suspected he knew what he wanted. "Hey, we had big tests, like high school graduation kind of tests and I've not slept in days. I'm not going to work tomorrow, I need to rest some. I'm just telling you."
"Fine, she wanted ya to start next week."
"Perfect."
"Who was that man who came here tonight?"
"Can we talk about that later?" Severus asked yawning. Tobias nodded and headed off to bed. Severus finally picked up his message from Lucius.
"Are you there?"Lucius had penned over and hour before.
"I'm here," Severus wrote back. It took ten minutes for Lucius to respond.
"Well? I heard you took the Mark tonight? Is that true?"
"It is."
"Why did you not come to me first?"
"Do I have to? Do I report to you?"
"No! Don't be absurd, we all report to him. I just…it seemed rather sudden, that's all. You are only sixteen."
"As were you."
"Yes, what does he want of you?"
"Finish school, not let any non-Death Eater's know I'm a Death Eater because he wants to use me as a spy someday. After school I'm to study Potions and Healing."
"I see, well that sounds simple…you'll need to wear long sleeves of course."
"Yes, I realize that. Mine looks better than yours by the way."
"Oh for Christ sakes Severus, they all are identical! But I'm sure we all think 'ours' look the best."
"He said you are to teach me the mask spell?"
"Yes, later in the week. He said there is no need for you to have it right now, you will not be summoned. I am not to give you the robes until you leave Hogwarts for fear of anyone finding them."
"I see. Well, I have to go work at the Muggle restaurant again…sucks."
"I know, but you must keep up appearances. Take the job, do it well…go on as if nothing ever happened."
"Did you know Sterns was a Death Eater?"
"Yes. I was not allowed to tell you, you know how that goes."
"I understand. You heard he's dead?"
"No! I guess that dragon bite finally got to him?"
"Yes. When will I see you again?"
"End of the week, I'll let you know in a few days. Oh, you do know hanging out with that mudblood of yours is no longer a really good idea."
"She and I had a fight yesterday. She hates me and never wishes to speak to me again."
"Really? What good news! I mean, you needed to be rid of her. She was not good for you. I know you fancied her, I'm sure she'd been a decent fuck but that's it, she could never be anything more to you. They have no place in our world, you do realize that don't you?"
"Yes Lucius, I'm not stupid. I will miss her though, it's still hard, she was my oldest friend." Only real friend he wanted to say.
"Yes, I know how much you fancied her. She was bringing you down though and was not a good influence. She was never a very good friend to you; she used you, a lot. In the end, it's best you parted ways now. Mourn the loss but move on."
"Very well, I'm tired and I want to get some sleep. I've not slept in…five days, it's a miracle I'm able to write."
"You must be on some really GOOD potions!"
"I'm on nothing but adrenalin and it's worn out. Good night."
"Good night and congratulations! Welcome to the club! I'm very, very proud of you."
"Thanks…thanks for everything, really. Bye."
"Pleasant dreams."
Severus went to bed at eleven thirty and did not wake up until six at night the next day. He'd never felt so groggy in his life. He walked shirtless, into his loo and jumped when he saw the reflection of his Dark Mark on his arm. He'd almost forgotten it was there. It was still very sore to the touch but was healing nicely. How would he hide it from Tobias? Perhaps he'd think it's just a regular tattoo and not get into it with his son too much. Severus got into the shower to wash everything…from the neck down…and had a thought. He had hidden some thoughts and emotions from the Dark Lord the last night. When the Dark Lord said he was going to have Tobias killed, Severus was able to hide how he felt about it from the Dark Lord and he did not notice. He said no Occlumens in the world could deceive him, yet he could! Either that or the Dark Lord paid no attention to his thoughts. But he always had in the past. Always.
Severus was weary around Tobias all week. He could not look at him and tried with all his heart to hate him. Hating him would make it far easier for him to know he was having him killed. He never liked his father very much. He had no respect for him. Yet he could not bring himself to hate him. Not like he hated Potter, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew at least. The hatred he felt towards Potter in particular was a white-hot hate that he could feel down to his bones. Just the thought of Potter made Severus's heart race and blood pressure rise.
He had received word that Lucius was going to pick him up on Thursday morning and bring him back Sunday afternoon. Severus informed Tobias of the news and decided it was best not to tell Lucius of his concerns about the impending death of his father. He'd agree with the Dark Lord that it was necessary and Severus didn't want the lecture.
"Hello Severus, are you alone?" Lucius asked in his cream colored robes with his long golden locks tied back ever so neatly. The man always looked as if he were ready to dine with the Queen; one had to admire such narcissism.
"Yes, please come in for a second. Let me get my stuff."
"Well, show me!"
Severus turned and lifted his sleeve. Lucius lifted his and put his arm up next to Severus's.
"See, identical, but yours is darker, it will fade some in time. It re-darkens when you are being summoned."
"Oh, okay."
"Still sore?"
"A little," Severus said putting his sleeve back down. First Lucius dared to touch Severus's greasy hair by patting him on the head before grabbing him and pulling him into a very tight hug.
"Finally, one of us now," Lucius said. He relaxed his embrace and stood with his hands on Severus's shoulder tops. He leaned in and gave him one kiss on each cheek. When he withdrew he had the look of complete and total pride and happiness on his face. He only ever looked that happy when he was with his beloved Narcissa, who Severus needed to inquire about. "I'm so proud of you," he said squeezing Severus's shoulders. He leaned in for one more hug, which shocked Severus.
"Um, I'm not your kid you know," Severus said letting his arms go limp. He stood with his head leaned in on Lucius's shoulders as Lucius held him captive for a moment longer. All that emotion flowing from the normally unemotional former Prefect was beginning to freak Severus out.
"I know," he said releasing his grasp some. "I look upon you as my little brother," he said wrapping one of his arms around Severus's neck tightly and then digging the knuckles of his free hand into the top of Severus's skull as he began to laugh.
"Noogie! Really? Come on man!" Severus squealed, trying to get away. Lucius finally stopped but continued to laugh. "You know, I may never be as tall as you but if you keep doing that I will have to hex you."
"Ooh, you big threatening Death Eater!" he said sarcastically, waving his arms in the air. "Come, let's go back to my house, Narcissa has painted some real winners lately."
"The one of you being eaten by a pack of wild dogs?" Severus asked getting his over-night bag and slinging it across his shoulder.
"Yes, how did you know?"
"That's my job."
Lucius Apparated Severus to his row house in Wizarding London. It was the first time Severus had seen the place in the summer time. As he suspected he had a glorious flower garden in the front, equipped with a small magical waterfall even.
"Dobby does good work," Severus commented, admiring the orange, red and yellow rose bushes just passed his front gate.
"Ah yes, he's done a good job out back too, herb garden…at least he's good for something and that's saying a lot," Lucius said holding the door for his guest. "I didn't think house-elves could be retarded, but I do think he's missing most of his brain cells. He acts like some kind of mongoloid, odd…once I move back in with father I'll have the better house-elves to deal with and not that sod!" he said in a harsh tone. The man really did hate that elf for some reason, a reason Severus could never figure out.
"You called Dobby sir?" the 'mongoloid' in question asked coming forth from his cupboard.
"No, just because I mentioned the word retarded does not mean I necessarily was summoning you, you twit!" Lucius said, ready to kick the poor creature.
"No, wait, I summoned you…Dobby go unpack my things," Severus said in a firm tone, putting his bag down on the floor. "And make sure there is a cooling charm on my room, it's blazing hot out," Severus commanded. He thought it best to speak to Dobby in a manner that would not agitate Lucius but still be somewhat congenial to the indentured servant.
"Yes sir," the green eyed elf said, doing as he was told.
"So, where is the new art? Holy shit!" Severus said, unconscious of the fact he was trying not to swear unless it was necessary to frighten someone or for emphasis. He looked and the walls were covered in Narcissa-hate paintings. "She's got too much time on her hands."
"I must agree with you."
"How are things with that?"
"Pretty much the same, though we do speak from time to time. Most of our discussions revolve around the fact that I'm a monstrous asshole who ruined her life and was lousy in bed. Then she presents me with another painting. I never tell her that what she's doing turns me on more than she could possibly imagine and that by her constantly insulting me and painting death portraits of me, it's really just her subconscious way of telling me she's still in love with me."
"Yes, she must love you a lot 'cause this is a lot of hate-art. I'm rather fond of the one of you diving ass-first into a pit of alligators."
"Crocodiles actually. There's one around here of a croc dining on my severed head, it's very Impressionist really."
"Where's Merlin?" Severus asked, noticing he was no longer perched on the mantle.
"Oh that pervert has taken to living in my dungeon if you would, where I…entertain ladies."
"Okay…entertain huh? Is that what you call it?"
"I'm trying hard to win her back. Therefore I decided a few months ago to no longer sleep with other women. But that does not stop me from doing…other things to them."
"Okay…" Severus said in his best 'too much information' tone. "What are you doing to woo her back?"
"Well, flowers, love notes, jewelry, stuff like that…none of which works of course, so I ask her out each day and each day she says no and slaps me."
"Have you slapped her back yet? Didn't her diary say she wanted you to slap her back?"
"It did and no, I've not done that…yet though I'm very tempted. It does seem rather wrong to slap her, regardless of her wanting me to or not."
"Yeah. I seem to remember a lecture you gave me about women being put on a pedestal and being worshiped and stuff…which you later admitted was a load of crap."
"Yes, well in theory I meant it. However if that's what she wants…you know I never deny her things she wants…I've just…not had the courage to do that just yet. What if I hurt her?"
"Isn't that what she wants? The freak!"
"We are not freaks, we're really made for each other when you think about it."
"Yes, freaks often gravitate towards one another," Severus said as Lucius rolled his eyes and grinned ever so slightly.
"She may come here today; I told her you were here for the weekend. She loves to slap me in front of people you know."
"Yeah, I noticed, again with the whole freak thing."
"You just haven't discovered your freakish side yet, young man…you never know what lurks deep down inside you," Lucius said, trying to convince Severus that he was the normal one.
"Yeah…uh no. I want to just sleep with a girl you know? Sex…regular sex, no hitting each other, hair pulling, none of that weird sadomasochist crap."
"Don't knock it!" Lucius said as there was a knock at the front door. "Speaking of knock! I do believe my enchanted beloved is out front waiting to assault me!" he said suddenly looking very excited and elated. "How do I look?"
"Freakishly good Casanova, go get her…take one for the team!" Severus joked, but as usual Lucius didn't get it. He rose and nearly jogged to the front door, beating Dobby there by kicking him out of the way as he attempted to open the door for his master.
"Narcissa my darling! How lovely you look today, as always," he heard Lucius say, followed by the sound of flesh striking flesh as he assumed Narcissa had just slapped him rather hard.
"Is he here?" she asked.
"He is."
"You need to leave, I want to talk to him, alone."
"Very well, I'll go get you some flowers."
"Fuck you and fuck your flowers Lucius!" she said, slamming the door behind her. "Severus! You little twerp!"
"Twerp?" Severus said, rising to greet the hostile witch. "I'm taller than you, finally! Wow, that's great!" he said happily. He must have stood at least five foot nine, finally coming up in the world.
"Where is it?" the blue clad witch asked in a very serious tone.
"What?"
"My diary you half-blood monstrosity! I want it back, now!"
"I have no idea what you are talking about, you pureblooded wench."
"Very funny, I know you stole it! I know that asshole sent you to my room to steal it!"
"He did no such thing!" he lied. True he did send him to her room, but not to steal the diary.
"You are his lap-dog and I know it! I want it back!" she yelled, balling her hands into fists.
"Listen Narcissa, I'm no lap-dog. And I thought I was your friend too."
"Friend? You? A half-blood? I don't have friends like you!" she snapped. This is the girl who begged him for his help, defended him against Sirius Black and kissed him rather passionately once. She must be insane or something.
"Well the Dark Lord has friends like me and what's good for him is good for you!" he said raising his sleeve to show her his fresh Mark.
"Yes, I heard. Not sure how you managed that one," she said staring at his Mark as she licked her lips.
"Who told you?"
"The Dark Lord did, he does live at my house you know."
"Oh yeah. He said non-Death Eaters were not supposed to know but I figured you'd find out."
"Yes of course I would, plus Lucius has been bragging all week, the pompous ass!"
"Get over it, you love him, he loves you, just stop!"
"You did steal my diary!" she yelled.
"No, I'm a skilled Legilimens and I just know how you feel."
"He and I are none of your business."
"Narcissa," Severus said in a serious tone, "do you really hate me because I'm a half-blood? I really thought you and I were friends."
Her harsh expression relaxed and she looked like her old self again.
"Yes, I suppose. It's just, you are friends with him and I am very angry with him at the moment. I guess I should not take it out on you."
"Well, yeah, I understand if you are mad at him, you'd be mad at me for being his friend, I guess that makes sense. But I mean, it was Porvoi who forged that letter from Lucius, he's in the wrong, not Lucius."
"I know that…but he and I were happy together, and then my Death Eater ex-boyfriend shows up and ruined everything…"
"Again, not his fault…definitely not my fault!"
"Well…" she started to say when Lucius came back home, equipped with a bouquet of lilies. "Oh how lovely," she said garnering her wand and blasting them right out of Lucius's hand.
"Good shot darling! Your aim is impeccable," he said with a stunned and enamored look on his pale face.
"Yes, my aim is excellent."
"Lucius, have you shown her your dungeon yet?" Severus interrupted, hoping he kept his secret stash of whips and chains down there so they could just get on with it and leave him alone. Lucius's expression turned into fear and embarrassment. "He's got all sorts of neat things you may find interesting down there," Severus said as Lucius's eyes bugged out of his head.
"Dungeon?" she asked.
"Basement really…um…it's not very interesting," the man who was confident and sarcastic a moment ago said in a more realistic and frightened tone.
"No, show me," she said as he led her down the stairs to his sex-room. He turned and threw Severus a fierce glare before continuing down the stairs. Hopefully that was the end of that. They'd make out, then make up and get married and have babies and the whole fiasco would be over once and for all!
Wasn't Severus there to learn how to create his Death Eater mask? He was tired of playing match maker. He was starving so he went into the kitchen to ask Dobby to make him some tea and maybe some peanut butter sandwiches. Dobby was slathering the creamy peanut butter on the bread when Severus heard a raucous coming from the basement. It sounded like fighting, followed by a few moans.
"Your master really needs to remember to cast silencing charms, I may lose my appetite."
"Dobby can get you some ear plugs!"
"No, I think I'll live, I'll eat my sandwich outside," he said as a thunder bolt clapped near by, terrifying the already nervous house-elf. "Second thought, living room will suffice, thanks."
Dobby served him his tea and sandwich as Lucius screamed for the house-elf from the 'dungeon.' Dobby ran from the living room to his master's side to do his bidding. Severus looked at Dobby and suddenly realized that he was now the Dark Lord's house-elf. He really hoped he'd made the right decision. Dobby came back up a moment later carrying Narcissa's dress which was torn with him. He was shaking and white faced.
"Are you okay?" Severus asked.
"Dobby…is…fffine sir," he nervously replied.
"What is that?"
"Misses dress needs fixed."
"I see…so things are going well in the dungeon then?" Severus asked. If her dress was torn and in the living room, chances are she was very scantily clad in the dungeon.
"Uhh," Dobby said nervously, his voice rattling, "Dobby…yes sir, me guesses?"
Was Lucius so crass as to have sex in front of his house-elf? Probably, the freak. The poor elf is damaged for life.
"Tell me Dobby, do house-elves have sex?"
"Huh sir?" he asked, trying to mend the blue dress.
"How do you elves have babies? Little elves?"
"Oh, well Dobby does not do that."
"I assumed as much, but really, how do house-elves make babies?" he was genuinely curious.
"Well, we visit one another at night sir…and…well three months later a little baby house-elf is born but Dobby has no babies sir. Dobby is not allowed to leave or to have an elf-mate."
"Oh, that's no good."
"No sir, no good at all. Oh no! What did Dobby just say?"
"NO! Don't iron your hands again, please, just never mind!" Severus stressed while Dobby slammed his head against the wall.
One hour later Dobby was summoned to return with the mended dress. A few moments later Narcissa and Lucius emerged from his dungeon. Lucius's hair was down and his shirt was not buttoned up to the top like it was when he went down there before. He walked her to the door, kissed her rather passionately and then waved as she Disapparated just outside his gate.
"So you're back together? When's the wedding? You better name your first born after me," Severus said not looking up from one of the books Professor Sterns had given him.
"No, not really but things have made a turn for the better. That was rather sly of you Severus."
"I know, sorry, but I think you're not too angry with me. Oh and you traumatized your sexually frustrated house-elf for life. Couldn't you wait till you were done screwing her to summon him?"
"Huh? We were not having sex when I called him…well, not really at least, define sex again for me?"
"I'm not going down that road again…don't need to know."
"Going down that road?" Lucius mocked and laughed. "Odd, you used to love hearing my stories, why so prudish now?"
"No clue," Severus said with a smile. "I guess, I just don't want to hear about all that weird stuff you're into that's all…but I'm glad you two are making progress."
"Yes, me too. I hope we'll really be back together officially very, very soon. I do love her," Lucius said rather seriously. He looked down at his messy shirt and played with his disheveled hair some. His face was red and swollen but he was wearing a very prominent smile. "I believe I am to teach you how to be a proper Death Eater aren't I?"
"Yes, is listening to two freaks having sex in a basement with a retarded traumatized house-elf watching on part of this training? Will there be literature available for me to peruse? Cue cards perhaps? Visual aids of any kind?"
"No, audio only, now stay here. I'll get my robes and show you what you'll need to do, I'll be right back," he said rising to head upstairs to his room.
"Hey," Severus said, as Lucius stopped to face him. "Remember the days way back when, when you were pretending to be my friend, and I'd ask you about sex and you'd tell me to shut-up and it was none of my business and you painted yourself as a total prude?"
"Yes."
"I think I miss those days."
"You wish me to pretend to be friends with you again?" Lucius joked with his hand on his hip.
"No, I can live without that part, but I can also live without this totally depraved lifestyle of yours part as well. You're such a deviant!"
"It's not that depraved nor am I a deviant…" he said and turned to head to the stairs. Then he stopped suddenly and turned to face Severus again. He leaned one hand on the wall and put the other back on his hip and had an alarmed look on his face. "Out of curiosity, what made you think I had any 'weird' objects in my dungeon? All I said to you was that I entertained women down there, I never mentioned anything freakish to show her."
"Oh, uh…I found your porn collection a few years ago."
"My porn collec…" Lucius said and then trailed off. First he looked clueless and then had a wicked smile on his regal face. "I see, and where did you find it?"
"Oh, it was beneath your bed."
"You snooped beneath my bed?"
"No, you were having that conniption that day and I had to hide there for my safety and I found the box of porn…and whips."
"Ah, so whilst I was having a nervous breakdown, you retreated beneath my bed so I would not accidentally kill you, and while there you discovered a box of porn and just…went through it?"
"No! I waited until you left a few days later. The laws of physics prevented me from opening it from my station beneath the bed."
"I see, and you failed to mention it to me?"
"Well yeah, the cat of nine tails freaked me out!"
"Oh it's actually grand fun, you should try it," he said turning to head back up stairs. "Let me get the robes for you from my room, be right back."
"Aren't you going to shower at least?"
"No! I rather like the smell and feel of her on me," he said running up the stairs.
"FREAK!"
