Gold and Longing
How Snape Survived (Without The Cliches)
Pixie
Notes: I would first like to properly assign blame. This ficbit is entirely the fault of mizzmoonyluver on LiveJournal and her UndeadAztecGold!Snape. Link such as there can be here at the bottom. The next one is the fault of honilee, also on LiveJournal. The third is the fault of my science teacher for being so damn boring while she's reviewing for the benchmark, and the fourth is the fault of my muses tinkering with my curiosity. So I am in no way, shape, or form responsible for this insanity.
He had first acquired the trinket from an ageless man with black dreadlocks and a strange liquid take on the traditional lower-class British accent. Snape had assumed he was foreign, or mad, or both – his dress seemed to support it, at least, as did his manner of conduct.
The man had smiled at him, showing glints of gold, telling him as he pressed it into his hand, "You come find Cap'n Jack once you figure what this really is about."
Snape, tired and haggard from his work as a quadruple agent and apparently looking it if strange people were forcing good-luck tokens upon him, had neither the time nor the energy to refuse, and so he simply took the coin and tucked it into his pocket.
By the time he realized what the Aztec gold truly did, he was far too embroiled in the Voldemort business to go searching out this Captain Jack who had given him the curse. Besides, there was at least one benefit to it – feeling nothing included the horrible bone-melting pain of Cruciatus as well.
Idly watching the flesh on his chest form and melt away as his skeletal hand cast a shadow on it as it moved, Snape decided he could see one – no, two – more upsides to the whole thing. He didn't die, of course, and now everyone would leave him alone to brew his potions in peace.
But he supposed he should finally seek out this Captain person who had pressed this upon him – find out why, for instance, and also if there were any other nasty surprises lurking in his future.
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