Chapter 7 - Somebody's going to Hogwarts, Somebody's going to Hell.
Authors Note:
OK, this is the R-rated chapter 7 from my PG-13 rated Snape fic - Snape's Saviour For those of you new to the story, PLEASE GO TO SNAPES SAVIOUR AND READ THAT FIRST. This is chapter 7, and you really need to know what has happened previously. This is hardly what I consider R, but I had a complaint at PG-13 from a 13 year old, so I have removed this chapter and placed it here. There will be another chapter posted later, which is slightly more graphic, it is about chapter 37 of Snape's Saviour. The two chapters will both be posted here.
Just in case you found this by accident, Caution, this chapter deals with sexual assault. DO NOT READ IF THIS IS LIKELY TO OFFEND. Don't say you weren't warned.
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Jane crept past wooden boxes that were used as furniture by Adam and the other boys. She was glad they were out - it would be far better to have a look around for Severus' wand without having to explain what she was doing. Adam would think she had gone soft in the head to believe a story about magic wands and wizards. She wondered if she had gone insane herself. Besides, if Adam did have it she knew where it would be. It would be whee he hid everything, in the secret hole under the only chair they had. It wasn't much of a secret.
She reached the chair and pushed it aside. Kneeling down she looked into the hole. Something glinted as a ray of sunlight made it's way through the window. It was true then. Reaching in, Jane pulled out the silver handled piece of wood. It looked like a wand, or at least what she expected a wand to look like. Jane was stunned, and it took a lot to stun her. He hadn't been lying. Standing up, she put the wand in her pocket and returned the chair. She still didn't believe in magic.
"Hey Severus," Severus stiffened at the feeling of the boy's breath on the back of his neck and the suggestiveness in his voice. He opened his eyes and looked around. It wasn't Voldemort and that, at least, was a relief. He felt rough hands pull him over onto his back. Now he could see the sneering young boy's face. Adam. "Where is your guard dog Severus? Where is she? Don't tell me she has left you all alone." The brown haired boy sneered again. "Shame about that really. Quite a mistake. Not her first mind you. I've been waiting for an opportunity to pay her back for what she did to me." He reached over and pulled the Wizard's robe from his body. "You know it won't hurt for long." The boy ripped Snape's pants down and turned him over, onto his stomach, face against the floor.
"Oh Gods, no!" Snape cringed at the boy's touch. He was better, far stronger than he had been, but he knew he didn't have the strength to fight against this.
The boy laughed. "Come on you Goth faggot, we both know you want this." The boy, pulled down his own pants and fell on top of Snape's huddled body, breathing heavily on the back of his neck. "Tell me you want it faggot. Beg me."
Snape closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable as the boy inched closer.
"ADAM!" Jane's voice, shrill with anger broke into Snape's thoughts. "Get off him you dirty creep. You're no better than your brother."
Snape felt the body on top of his stiffen. "I will get off in a minute.. Just let me finish what I'm doing."
"NOW! Don't make me come over there and drag you off." Jane threatened, voice icy.
"You and who's army?" The boy hissed, breath coming hard, trying to finish what he hadn't quite started.
"I didn't need an army last time did I," Jane's voice changed from anger to seduction now. Snape wanted to be sick, she was seducing the boy to protect him, that was too much. "And I won't need one this time will I? Come on Adam, why have him when you can have me instead?" Jane purred.
"I could have both." The boy was still crushing Snape against the floor, but he now seemed a little hesitant and undecided.
"Not in this lifetime."
Jane watched, relieved but filled with trepidation, as Adam rolled off Snape. He stood, holding his trousers up and moved towards her, leering. She shuddered, desperately fighting the desire to retch. "Sorry faggot, I guess you miss out," he hissed over his shoulder as he grabbed Jane roughly and slammed her against the wall. Snape heard a crunch as her head hit the bricks.
Holding her tightly, with his hand over her mouth, Adam pulled Jane's pants down. Not hesitating now he thrust himself into her, violently, pulling on her hair. From the floor Snape could see tears in her eyes, but she didn't utter a sound. He struggled in vain to rise, he had to help her, but his body boycotted his efforts and wouldn't respond.
The boy finished and moved away, walking through the door doing up his pants. "A pleasure doing you Jane. Same time tomorrow then?" He hissed over his shoulder as he left. The girl shuddered at the words, the stood deadly still, recovering and waiting for the terror to pass.
She turned then and moved to Snape, legs still unsteady. Bending down she pulled his pants back up and covered him again against the cold. Straightening, she reached inside her coat and pulled something out. Without a word she dropped his wand on the ground beside him and bolted away, falling to her knees in the corner and vomiting violently for what seemed like an eternity to Snape. He wanted to help this child who had risked so much to care for him, this poor girl that had allowed herself to be violated so appallingly, rather than see him suffer the same fate. Now that he had his wand he could. In the instant of her violation his plans had changed.
He watched Jane quivering with shock. "Jane, come over here," he whispered quietly.
She shook her head.
"Please." Looking up with tear filled eyes, she looked at Snape uncertain. "I won't hurt you. You know that. Come over here."
Slowly she crawled to him and stopped just within arms reach. Her words were so quiet he almost missed them. "Now do you understand why I don't believe in magic?"
Taking the little girl's hand and holding his wand, Severus spoke quietly and they apparated from the dingy warehouse.
Authors Note:
OK, this is the R-rated chapter 7 from my PG-13 rated Snape fic - Snape's Saviour For those of you new to the story, PLEASE GO TO SNAPES SAVIOUR AND READ THAT FIRST. This is chapter 7, and you really need to know what has happened previously. This is hardly what I consider R, but I had a complaint at PG-13 from a 13 year old, so I have removed this chapter and placed it here. There will be another chapter posted later, which is slightly more graphic, it is about chapter 37 of Snape's Saviour. The two chapters will both be posted here.
Just in case you found this by accident, Caution, this chapter deals with sexual assault. DO NOT READ IF THIS IS LIKELY TO OFFEND. Don't say you weren't warned.
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Jane crept past wooden boxes that were used as furniture by Adam and the other boys. She was glad they were out - it would be far better to have a look around for Severus' wand without having to explain what she was doing. Adam would think she had gone soft in the head to believe a story about magic wands and wizards. She wondered if she had gone insane herself. Besides, if Adam did have it she knew where it would be. It would be whee he hid everything, in the secret hole under the only chair they had. It wasn't much of a secret.
She reached the chair and pushed it aside. Kneeling down she looked into the hole. Something glinted as a ray of sunlight made it's way through the window. It was true then. Reaching in, Jane pulled out the silver handled piece of wood. It looked like a wand, or at least what she expected a wand to look like. Jane was stunned, and it took a lot to stun her. He hadn't been lying. Standing up, she put the wand in her pocket and returned the chair. She still didn't believe in magic.
"Hey Severus," Severus stiffened at the feeling of the boy's breath on the back of his neck and the suggestiveness in his voice. He opened his eyes and looked around. It wasn't Voldemort and that, at least, was a relief. He felt rough hands pull him over onto his back. Now he could see the sneering young boy's face. Adam. "Where is your guard dog Severus? Where is she? Don't tell me she has left you all alone." The brown haired boy sneered again. "Shame about that really. Quite a mistake. Not her first mind you. I've been waiting for an opportunity to pay her back for what she did to me." He reached over and pulled the Wizard's robe from his body. "You know it won't hurt for long." The boy ripped Snape's pants down and turned him over, onto his stomach, face against the floor.
"Oh Gods, no!" Snape cringed at the boy's touch. He was better, far stronger than he had been, but he knew he didn't have the strength to fight against this.
The boy laughed. "Come on you Goth faggot, we both know you want this." The boy, pulled down his own pants and fell on top of Snape's huddled body, breathing heavily on the back of his neck. "Tell me you want it faggot. Beg me."
Snape closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable as the boy inched closer.
"ADAM!" Jane's voice, shrill with anger broke into Snape's thoughts. "Get off him you dirty creep. You're no better than your brother."
Snape felt the body on top of his stiffen. "I will get off in a minute.. Just let me finish what I'm doing."
"NOW! Don't make me come over there and drag you off." Jane threatened, voice icy.
"You and who's army?" The boy hissed, breath coming hard, trying to finish what he hadn't quite started.
"I didn't need an army last time did I," Jane's voice changed from anger to seduction now. Snape wanted to be sick, she was seducing the boy to protect him, that was too much. "And I won't need one this time will I? Come on Adam, why have him when you can have me instead?" Jane purred.
"I could have both." The boy was still crushing Snape against the floor, but he now seemed a little hesitant and undecided.
"Not in this lifetime."
Jane watched, relieved but filled with trepidation, as Adam rolled off Snape. He stood, holding his trousers up and moved towards her, leering. She shuddered, desperately fighting the desire to retch. "Sorry faggot, I guess you miss out," he hissed over his shoulder as he grabbed Jane roughly and slammed her against the wall. Snape heard a crunch as her head hit the bricks.
Holding her tightly, with his hand over her mouth, Adam pulled Jane's pants down. Not hesitating now he thrust himself into her, violently, pulling on her hair. From the floor Snape could see tears in her eyes, but she didn't utter a sound. He struggled in vain to rise, he had to help her, but his body boycotted his efforts and wouldn't respond.
The boy finished and moved away, walking through the door doing up his pants. "A pleasure doing you Jane. Same time tomorrow then?" He hissed over his shoulder as he left. The girl shuddered at the words, the stood deadly still, recovering and waiting for the terror to pass.
She turned then and moved to Snape, legs still unsteady. Bending down she pulled his pants back up and covered him again against the cold. Straightening, she reached inside her coat and pulled something out. Without a word she dropped his wand on the ground beside him and bolted away, falling to her knees in the corner and vomiting violently for what seemed like an eternity to Snape. He wanted to help this child who had risked so much to care for him, this poor girl that had allowed herself to be violated so appallingly, rather than see him suffer the same fate. Now that he had his wand he could. In the instant of her violation his plans had changed.
He watched Jane quivering with shock. "Jane, come over here," he whispered quietly.
She shook her head.
"Please." Looking up with tear filled eyes, she looked at Snape uncertain. "I won't hurt you. You know that. Come over here."
Slowly she crawled to him and stopped just within arms reach. Her words were so quiet he almost missed them. "Now do you understand why I don't believe in magic?"
Taking the little girl's hand and holding his wand, Severus spoke quietly and they apparated from the dingy warehouse.