A/N: In response to SkyeElf's challenge. You might want to read her fic, Skye Night, first if you want to understand this. Or maybe it's just a Snape/OC one-shot… but reviews would be welcome.
I don't own Harry Potter or Skye Night.
The Breeding Program.
"Severus?"
"My lord?"
"Are you certain you wish to do this?"
The eighteen year old looked up at his master.
"Yes, master. Anything for you."
"Very well. You're being paired with a veela – we shall see what is born from your union."
"Yes, my lord."
"She's in room four." Voldemort said, pointing to a hallway. "She's waiting for you."
Severus nodded and walked slowly down the hall. He was doing this on Dumbledore's orders. What did Dumbledore know that he didn't? A secret, that's what it was. Dumbledore sure had a lot of those.
The hallways was painted a plain gray, this breeding program was the Dark Lord's attempt at creating hybrids. Secretly Severus doubted this could happen, but he would follow Dumbledore's orders, as long as he kept Lily safe.
He knocked softly on the door before entering. There was a single bed in the room – on which a girl lay. She couldn't be more than seventeen years of age. She was facing the window. He could see her small shoulders shaking.
"Madam?" He said it softly, as not to scare her. It was a lost case – she whipped around.
"Forgive me, sir, I didn't hear you enter." She said softly. She had glistening skin and silver hair. Not gray hair, but silver, and her eyes were the oddest combination of green and lavender.
"I am Severus Snape." He held out his hand to her. She eyed it and laughed nervously.
"I am Storm Night, sir. Wouldn't you rather we skip the formalities?"
"I'd like for you to be as comfortable as possible." He said, forcing his voice to be kind. "How about we share a… secret, as it were?"
"Why would I trust a Death Eater?" The girl demanded. Severus waved his wand and cast a silent Mufflatio at the door.
"Because I have turned traitor to them. I am in Dumbledore's army. Only because of one woman, named Lily Evans. Now Potter."
"I heard about them." She grimaced. "I pity what is to befall them."
"What do you mean?" He asked, his heart rate rising.
"You'll see soon enough." She said grimly. "I believe you, Severus Snape, and now I shall share my secret. As you can see, I am a veela."
"I'd assumed as much."
"Well, yes, and I am married."
"At such a young age?"
"I appear younger than I truly am, sir, and veela get married at an early age. But that is not the secret. The secret; is that the bond I share with my husband will be broken by this."
"Why don't I help you escape, then?"
"That is a sweet notion, sir, but I've heard what must happen; and the child born from this…" She trailed off. "Difficult years lie ahead of us, sir, of us all. And our greatest enemy is not the Dark Lord."
Her words worried Severus.
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see in due time. Promise me one thing."
"Yes?"
"Always listen for the Night."
He didn't get what it meant, but he knew he would when the time was right.
A/N: Review please! Especially you, Lee!