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there) I DON'T OWN A WORD OF IT!
Note: ~ This is a preview of a story I wrote when I was bored in the middle of a maths exam. If I get enough good reviews, then I'll take it down and post the whole story. To cut the first 2 chapters, Severus Snape has been attacked by vampires and is now a vampire. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore and Lupin all know, but no one else does. YET!
There was an uneasy silence at breakfast in the Great Hall. All the students were looking at Snape, who seemed neither to notice nor care. He had slowly been getting thinner, paler and sicker through lack of fresh blood and sleep. The lack of sleep was brought on by the mere shock of being bitten, and the double personalities. He could not sleep during the day because he had to teach. He could not sleep during the night because the vampire inside him surfaced, calling for blood, and made him restless and fidgety. He flatly refused to drink blood. He was humane, even if he didn't look it. But the effects were obvious. He looked worse than Lupin. His hair was jet black, but his eyes were circled with grey, his cheeks were sunken and and his skin had lost all it's colour. He couldn't bring himself to touch his breakfast and sat, leaning on his elbow, twiddling his fork around. The only students who knew what was going on were Harry, Ron and Hermione, and they felt a tinge of regret for the wasted figure at the staff table. Snape was starving himself, though whether accidentally or on purpose not even he could tell. Dumbledore stood up.
"Severus, I do insist you eat something." He said sternly. Snape raised his eyes to Dumbledore and dropped the fork, but apart from that made no movement. The headmaster worried. Snape was likely to succumb to the vampire and go hysterical any moment, with his human side as ill as it was. Snape shifted a little, changed the arm he was leaning on and gave a violent cough before saying in a husky whisper, with obvious effort:
"You should under – under – understand by now." He was unable to suppress the yawn that intruded mid – sentence.
"Severus, you really don't have to let the attack control your life."
"Do you know how--" Snape perked up suddenly, listening to something with a new energy. Lupin readied himself just in case Snape lost control and went for the students.
"What is it, Severus?" asked Dumbledore, as three young men entered the hall. Snape swore.
"Oh, fuck! My life just took a turn for the better." He said sarcastically.
"Nice to see you, too." Yelled one of the strangers.
"Why would I be happy to see you when you have completely ruined my life?" growled Snape, rising from his seat. "Headmaster, I will apologise in advance for anything that happens from now onwards. I - I cannot control it anymore… the force of it… breaking free… I can't fight it… I should also warn you to stay back… these are real vampires…" he said to Dumbledore.
"You have my full sympathies, Severus." Dumbledore replied, as one of the youths sprung at Snape and knocked him over. Snape cursed and struggled violently as the other two grabbed his arms and hauled him roughly upright.
"Now we will finish it off!" snarled the first man. Hatred glittered pure in Snape's cold eyes, which were already aflame with defiance.
"I will never join you." He said hoarsely.
"No, you will not have a choice. You are just about to die."
The vampire went deep into the back of Snape's neck and drank his fill, before signalling to the others to drop the professor. Snape fell to his knees, supporting himself with one arm and massaging his throat with the other. The students sat, eyes wide and mouths open with shock, after just having witnessed what they thought was the murder or their Potions teacher. Snape opened his eyes and stood slowly up.
"You seem to forget, Serinus," he said, his voice getting stronger with each word. "That vampires can survive things humans cannot."
He lunged and caught one of the a severe punch to the head. The vampire fell like a log. The other to fled the room and into the Forbidden Forest. Snape knelt over the still form, and drank, feeling evermore stronger as the blood flowed from the bite wound into his mouth. He felt the pulse slow, and then stop as he finished his much needed meal. The vampire mind, being content with it's share, sank back, leaving Snape's human side in full realisation of what he had done. Snape howled, he howled in fury, in hatred, in self – disgust and in mourning, for all his humanity had left him. No longer was he fit to be considered a human. He had drawn blood. He was a creature of the night, and the whole school, staff and students, knew this.
I'm so mean! As I said, this is just a preview. Chapter 3 in fact. R/R, and if you're lucky, I'll put the whole story up. I may not have time, I'm a busy girl!
Note: ~ This is a preview of a story I wrote when I was bored in the middle of a maths exam. If I get enough good reviews, then I'll take it down and post the whole story. To cut the first 2 chapters, Severus Snape has been attacked by vampires and is now a vampire. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore and Lupin all know, but no one else does. YET!
There was an uneasy silence at breakfast in the Great Hall. All the students were looking at Snape, who seemed neither to notice nor care. He had slowly been getting thinner, paler and sicker through lack of fresh blood and sleep. The lack of sleep was brought on by the mere shock of being bitten, and the double personalities. He could not sleep during the day because he had to teach. He could not sleep during the night because the vampire inside him surfaced, calling for blood, and made him restless and fidgety. He flatly refused to drink blood. He was humane, even if he didn't look it. But the effects were obvious. He looked worse than Lupin. His hair was jet black, but his eyes were circled with grey, his cheeks were sunken and and his skin had lost all it's colour. He couldn't bring himself to touch his breakfast and sat, leaning on his elbow, twiddling his fork around. The only students who knew what was going on were Harry, Ron and Hermione, and they felt a tinge of regret for the wasted figure at the staff table. Snape was starving himself, though whether accidentally or on purpose not even he could tell. Dumbledore stood up.
"Severus, I do insist you eat something." He said sternly. Snape raised his eyes to Dumbledore and dropped the fork, but apart from that made no movement. The headmaster worried. Snape was likely to succumb to the vampire and go hysterical any moment, with his human side as ill as it was. Snape shifted a little, changed the arm he was leaning on and gave a violent cough before saying in a husky whisper, with obvious effort:
"You should under – under – understand by now." He was unable to suppress the yawn that intruded mid – sentence.
"Severus, you really don't have to let the attack control your life."
"Do you know how--" Snape perked up suddenly, listening to something with a new energy. Lupin readied himself just in case Snape lost control and went for the students.
"What is it, Severus?" asked Dumbledore, as three young men entered the hall. Snape swore.
"Oh, fuck! My life just took a turn for the better." He said sarcastically.
"Nice to see you, too." Yelled one of the strangers.
"Why would I be happy to see you when you have completely ruined my life?" growled Snape, rising from his seat. "Headmaster, I will apologise in advance for anything that happens from now onwards. I - I cannot control it anymore… the force of it… breaking free… I can't fight it… I should also warn you to stay back… these are real vampires…" he said to Dumbledore.
"You have my full sympathies, Severus." Dumbledore replied, as one of the youths sprung at Snape and knocked him over. Snape cursed and struggled violently as the other two grabbed his arms and hauled him roughly upright.
"Now we will finish it off!" snarled the first man. Hatred glittered pure in Snape's cold eyes, which were already aflame with defiance.
"I will never join you." He said hoarsely.
"No, you will not have a choice. You are just about to die."
The vampire went deep into the back of Snape's neck and drank his fill, before signalling to the others to drop the professor. Snape fell to his knees, supporting himself with one arm and massaging his throat with the other. The students sat, eyes wide and mouths open with shock, after just having witnessed what they thought was the murder or their Potions teacher. Snape opened his eyes and stood slowly up.
"You seem to forget, Serinus," he said, his voice getting stronger with each word. "That vampires can survive things humans cannot."
He lunged and caught one of the a severe punch to the head. The vampire fell like a log. The other to fled the room and into the Forbidden Forest. Snape knelt over the still form, and drank, feeling evermore stronger as the blood flowed from the bite wound into his mouth. He felt the pulse slow, and then stop as he finished his much needed meal. The vampire mind, being content with it's share, sank back, leaving Snape's human side in full realisation of what he had done. Snape howled, he howled in fury, in hatred, in self – disgust and in mourning, for all his humanity had left him. No longer was he fit to be considered a human. He had drawn blood. He was a creature of the night, and the whole school, staff and students, knew this.
I'm so mean! As I said, this is just a preview. Chapter 3 in fact. R/R, and if you're lucky, I'll put the whole story up. I may not have time, I'm a busy girl!