Severus Snape Severed:
Chapter One: A House Or A Home?
A lone figure stood out the front of a messy mansion. It wasn't his house, not his home, just a residence. The man bent his head down and then shook it side to side before walking up to the door and going inside, taking off his shoes when he stepped in the doorway. "Severus? Is that you darling?" A woman's voice came from the study area, on the other side of the room, past the lounge room. Severus Snape had never called this place a home, it was just a house, a home would be filled with loving voices and happy memories, not an incarnation of abuse. The woman (known to be Severus's mother, Eileen Snape or her maiden name Eileen Prince) answered him, "Severus dear, I'm in the study could you…" A still scream was heard before deafening silence. Severus knew that living in a household with his uncle; Severus ascertained that she probably wouldn't be alright, not without medical treatment straight away, and if his father wanted him then his mother would most certainly die.
Eileen's body was lying in the study doorway, limp, motionless, unresponsive, and a man's voice sounded, "Such a pity, I did enjoy her cooking… Sometimes! Hope you don't miss your mummy already, Snivelly!" A cold laughter rung in Severus's ears, chilling him to the bones. It was his uncle's voice, his uncle Gary, he'd been living with Gary ever since his muggle father's death, that was seven years ago. "Let the world hear how my cowardly nephew is a shame, a dishonour to my family, but that I had the guts to do what the Dark Lord did not!" The man paused and growled at his nephew, "If the Dark-Lord didn't kill you, you should have known that I would. Bringing shame onto our family, you should rot in hell, coward!" His breath smelt like old, matured whisky, the man's speech was slurred and it was clear that Gary was drunk. "Uncle his name is Voldemort, he can't help you with anything, except landing you in prison… you can't hurt me more than you already have!" Severus was holding onto the only memories he had, his only happy memories, memories including his mother, and one red-haired Lily Evans declaring her love for him.
"The dark lord and I will desecrate you in every single way there is boy. There won't be anything left of you once we are finished with you!" Severus's uncle spat on him and said bitterly, "Or you will wish we did! You'll beg and plead for your life!"
"I WILL NEVER BEG OR PLEAD FOR YOU!" There was silence so Severus yelled again, "YOU ARE NO UNCLE OF MINE, I WISH YOU WOULD DIE!"
The older Snape glared at his nephew and said, "It's about time you learn to respect your superior's!" A swing was taken forcing Severus onto the ground. There was an unusual silence between the two and Severus had stood up from his spot on the ground again. A violent punch came from Severus, knocking his uncle over against the desk.
Gary grabbed the collar of his shirt and launched him into the fire, smirking when screaming filled the air, gasps and pants for breath were heard next as Severus tried to forget the immense pain. A blood curling scream filled the room, this scream wasn't pain filled, simply a horrified scream. It came from Eileen; she had woken up and saw her son being pulled out of the fire, then she passed out again.