I made my way slowly towards the castle. I had lived in America for the past eleven years and had decided it was time to return to my homeland. I looked at the castle before me. It was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
I walked to the gate and whispered the password Dumbledore had given to me and walked up to the castle. An old squib that muttered nonstop about sneaky sniveling students met me and escorted me to the headmaster's office.
I looked around the office and the unsmiling old man behind it. He seemed to be very deep in thought. "Professor?" I asked quietly. He looked at me glanced back down, and jumped up suddenly. "Cadwyn, my dear welcome to Hogwarts." He spoke of my schedule, and such before having me try on the hat.
"Hmmm. A strong mind I see. Very intelligent, shy and quiet. Has Slytherin tendencies, Gryffindor courage, Ravenclaw smarts, and Hufflepuff loyalty. Very peculiar. The dear headmaster does love his Gryffindor's though. Let's put you there."
Dumbledore looked ready to sing. "The password is Snickerdoodles. Your things have been placed at the foot of your bed." He turned and seemed to pull a butterbeer out of thin air.
"Now you will be Professor Snape's aid, since you excel in both defense against the Dark Arts, and in Potions. He has the right to pull you out of any of your classes. I had to fight him tooth and nail to get him to accept an aid. You will report to his room during your free periods everyday, and Saturdays belong to him as well, but not only will you receive extra collage credits for being his aid, if he deems you worthy you will be excepted in any school you choose to go to. When, Severus Snape decides a student is worth writing a reference letter for, the deans of the school can only admit you. He is not a very tolerant man."
I was amazed; he managed to say all that without taking a breath. He ushered me out of the room and I quickly found my way to Gryffindor Tower. Everyone was in there classes, so I located my bed and got my bearings. The bell rang, and I grabbed my bag and went downstairs.
It was a free period, which meant I had to report to Professor Snape. I was quite nervous. I don't really care for people and was very nervous to make the acquaintance of the snarky professor.
I rushed into his classroom, which was quickly filling with first year Slytherins, and Gryffindors ready to learn how to defend themselves. I carefully stood off in the front corner. My slight form shrank easily into the shadows. You really had to look to see me hiding there.
A tall dark sensuous looking man breezed into the classroom. I saw his glamour shifting around him, and for a moment caught a glimpse of the hateful looking man everyone else saw.
His nose was indeed a little large, but not at all hooked and nasty looking. He had straight even white teeth, and silky black hair that tumbled past his shoulders. His glamour wasn't one of disguise, for he looked pretty much the same, but to scare.
He saw me in the corner, and snapped at me. "Cadwyn, exit the corner. I will have a need of you assistance in but a moment." I hadn't given my last name to anybody. It was for me to know, and no one to find out if I could help it. Dumbledore knew, but had sworn not to give away my secret. I set my bag on the floor and glided softly from my hiding spot.
I walked docilely to his side and struggled to remain calm. I really don't like people. I listened to his speech to the first years. He really knew how to speak. His voice was a silky cadence that could either build or destroy, whichever he chose. "I will now show you, with the assistance of my aid Cadwyn a few defensive, and offensive spells. Then we shall let all of you try."
We walked to opposite sides of the room. "Now I am going to try and jinx Cadwyn, and she is going to try and block it. Someone count." He was testing me, not the first years. A small boy began to count "1, 2, 3!" I realized when he got to two I didn't have my wand drawn and tapped my ring softly.
It was nine and a half inches. It was made from the wood of an African tree Ebony. It had an intricate rose carved on the end and it looked as if the stem of the rose wound its way up the wand. It was so beautiful, it almost looked as if the thorns on the stems really would prick you if you chose to touch it. It contained the venom from a basilisk fang.
He tried a simple spell on me. "Expellarmis!" he shouted. "Protego." I whispered and quickly threw a stunner at him. He hadn't been expecting it, and fell to the floor breaking his nose. Cheers erupted around the room as I rushed to his side.
I rolled him onto his back. He was out cold. I silently healed his face with a slight discomfort in my mouth, and healed his head from all injury. "enneverte." I whispered and his eyes snapped open.
There was a crazed look in his eyes. There was a flash of light and I remember no more.
SPOV
I was a tiny bit angry, when I walked into my classroom. Dumbledore had finally managed to con an aid off on me. He claimed she excelled in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions. But, that's for me to decide. She was in a dark corner all alone when I entered the room. It looked as if she was a part of the shadows herself. I snapped at her "Cadwyn, exit the corner. I will have a need of your assistance in but a moment." She stepped out and I felt an instant hardening in a very inappropriate place.
I shook my head slightly. She was around five foot four inches tall. A whole foot shorter than me. She had deep blue electrifying, yet familiar eyes. They shifted from the beautiful blue to a guarded gray. Her hair held an array of colors. The base was a dark blonde, but she had platinum blonde, honey blonde, light brown, mahogany, cherry, ebony, and even a little silver colored, streaks of hair.
She was beautiful. I knew it was time to rid myself of this attraction I had for her. I gave my speech mechanically to the class, and then told them Cadwyn, and I were going to show them an example of defensive and offensive spells.
"Now I am going to try and jinx Cadwyn, and she is going to try and block it. Someone count." A small boy began counting. "1, 2, 3!" I thought I was going to have to redo the experiment, because the twit hadn't even taken her wand out yet. But, when the boy said two she tapped her ring and it transformed into her wand. My attraction for her rose.
"Expellaramis!" I shouted. She threw up a protective shield and moved with such grace and precision. She jinxed me. "Stupefy." I heard her say softly. Her voice was magical, so beautiful and pure. It was unbelievable. I felt the spell hit me, and I hit the floor, which rendered me unconscious.
I came to a few minutes later not knowing where I was. Before I could stop myself I cursed the witch leaning over me. She flew off me and I heard a crack as her small dainty skull slammed into the wall across the room.
Dumbledore would not be happy. I dismissed the class and grabbed the small girl in my arms, and ran quickly to the hospital wing. Blood was pouring out of her scalp. I pressed my hand against it as I ran. I heard gasps of surprise as I shot down the corridors.
I placed her carefully on a hospital bed where Poppy began to tend her. I went to Dumbledore's office, and as I had predicted he was livid. "I know you didn't want an aid Severus but blasting her across a room. Really, she barely weighs a hundred pounds if that much." He fretted the whole way to the hospital wing. "Was she awake, when you left her?"
I shook my head, and heard a scream coming from the hospital wing. Albus was gone. He was sprinting down the hall like a bat out of hell. We entered the room, and Cadwyn was sitting up looking around the room, blood dripping out of her head her eyes glazed over. She looked at me and smiled seductively.
"Severus, come see me. I can show you things you've only ever dreamed of." She whispered to me. I fought her pull hard. She was tied fast to the bed unable to get off it. "Come on Professor, I know you want me. Untie me." She whispered and I was moving forward without even noticing, "Severus out!"
Albus shouted knocking me out of my trance. I ran from the room. I heard Albus cast a silencing spell then heard no more. The bell rang and I walked back to my classroom where the sixth years were conjugating. I wonder what was wrong with Cadwyn. Maybe my jinx was to strong for her small body.
CPOV
Professor Dumbledore and Poppy had finally righted me. "Go to the kitchens and get something to eat from the house elves." I nodded and left the hospital wing.
I found my way to the kitchens where around a hundred elves tried to force-feed me. "Does the Missus be wanting some mashed potatoes and turkey?" I nodded. "Please and thank you."
After I had eaten and promised every single elf in the kitchen that I had enjoyed what they fed me and I was full, they allowed me to leave the kitchen. It was the last class of the day, and a free period for me, so I went to Professor Snape's room.
I knocked softly on the door. "Enter." A voice boomed from the other side. I winced and entered. He nodded towards a cauldron with ingredients scattered around it. "Finish brewing that. I was just about to add the moon lace."
I nodded. It was a sleeping draught. I added the moon lace and walked to the stores and retrieved a unicorn hair. I dropped it into the potion. Professor Snape was grading papers and didn't notice.
The potion, which normally takes a few hours to reach the state I now had it in, called for crushed poppy petals, and then said to allow to sit for five minutes before stirring twice clockwise and allow it to simmer for ten minutes then it would be ready.
I did all the proper things and fifteen minutes later dowsed the fire under the cauldron. Snape did notice that. "That is not finished yet Miss Cadwyn." I hated to say anything. "Professor it is done. You can look for yourself if you don't believe me."
He sneered hatefully his glamour shifting around him glamours didn't fool my eyes. Nor did invisibility cloaks. He looked into the cauldron and his face reflected surprise. "How did you do that?" I began ladling the potion into dose size bottles.
"I added a unicorn hair." He shook his head. "Amazing. I have a couple of other potions for you to brew." I nodded. "I need a powerful pain killer, and veritaserum. I nodded, and scourified the cauldron. I'm not much of a talker. I gathered the ingredients for both potions and began brewing. The professor had set up another cauldron whilst I was gathering my supplies.
The painkiller was well on its way. I went into the storeroom and grabbed a bottle. I held it to my mouth and went back into the room and dumped the contents into the cauldron. It went immediately into the final stage and I finished it quickly.
The veritaserum normally takes a month to brew, but I can shorten that time to a week. I got to point where the potion would have to simmer over night, and began ladling the potion into bottles. "That's not enough pain killer in those bottles."
The professor said as he looked up. "Yes sir, my pain killer is." He studied me for a moment and nodded. I finished that, and the bell rang. "You are dismissed." I went to exit the room and paused at his desk. "Next time he calls drink this. I know he tortures you, and I believe this will keep it from hurting."
I placed a full bottle of painkiller on his desk and quickly exited the room. I went into the Great Hall for supper, but seeing as I had already eaten there was no sense in it. Everybody ignored me except for a boy with raven hair, who was flanked by a bushy headed girl, and flaming red headed boy, slammed into me and then barked at me. "Watch where you going!"
I had been watching where I was going, he hadn't though. His gruff manner in which he treated me rubbed off on the other students. They ignored me, and when they weren't ignoring me they were being rude. I drank my pumpkin juice and quickly exited the hall.
Someone tried to trip me, and almost succeeded, but I'm very quick on my feet. I went upstairs and showered, then tucked myself inside of the curtains of my four poster bed and read for a couple of hours.
I fell asleep, and woke up several times during the night listening to the noises the girls made. I have a bad feeling about this school.
SPOV
I apparated to a small muggle village and walked up to the Riddle Mansion. I paused and looked at the small bottle of pain potion and drank it.
I'd really find out what Cadwyn was made of now. The Dark Lord tortured me for hours, but thanks to Cadwyn's potion I felt none of it. I wonder what she added to it?
CPOV
I have been at Hogwarts for around a month. The students hate me. They throw things at me, and a couple of girls even held me down and beat me up.
They do it and don't know why. I know why though. It might have turned out different. Harry Potter is my number one tormentor. He likes to hex me, one day he pushed me down the stairs. I didn't tell anybody.
This isn't the first time my school had been like this. I don't belong with humans and they can sense it. The teachers were even a little cruel to me. Just today Romilda Vane pulled out some of my hair. I wonder why?
RPOV
I stood in Professor Snape's classroom. Everyone else had already deserted the room. I laid my trap as I left. Professor Snape was in for a surprise when he returned.
SPOV
As I entered my room for a free period I felt a charm of some sort grab me. I picked up a small bottle off the floor and drank it. I was immediately hard. Enters Cadwyn the object of my now out of control desire.
CPOV
When I walked into Professor Snape's room I knew something was wrong. As soon as I was in far enough he slammed, warded, and placed a silencing charm on the door.
He grabbed me and spun me roughly around. He waved his wand and our clothes were gone. I struggled a little. "Professor…" He hit me. His fist connected with my eye and then my lip, and cheek. "Hush witch."
He growled in my ear. His member poked against my entrance and I struggled not to cry. I looked into his eyes at the glazed crazy look in them He was under the influence of a spell.
There was no hope for me. I whimpered at he tore through my hymen. He pumped roughly in me. I didn't scream because I knew he would remember this later and wanted to make the memory as easy on him as I could.
"You feel even better than I thought you would. You are so tight. We fit perfect." His voice purred in my ear. Finally he came inside me and we both fell to the floor.
His body had mine pinned and I struggled to breath. If I tilted my head I could look into his eyes. He was slowly coming down from whatever enchantment he was under. I had expected his anger, but I didn't expect him to be angry with me.
"What did you do to me witch?" I shook my head. "I didn't Professor." I whispered. He pushed off me and pulled me with him.
"Did you want to be my whore? Because you have certainly succeeded. If you thought you could trick me into fucking you once and then holding over my head you are wrong. You can either keep fucking me, or I will report you to the headmaster."
He spoke coldly and calculating to me. He really believed I had done this and there wasn't anything I could do to fix this. I nodded, and fought the tears forming in my eyes. "I'll ummm, f-f-f-… have sex with you sir." I murmured.
An evil grin crossed his face. "That you will." He pulled me into his sleeping quarters and kept me up all night, having rough brutal, and vicious sex with me. He was finally sated at around three in the morning. "Go back to Gryffindor Tower now witch. I'll let you know when I am ready for you again."
I climbed stiffly and painfully from the bed. Bruises were already forming on my other bruises. "What happened to you before witch?" I looked at my beat up body. I sighed.
"We all have our crosses to bare, some just have more than one cross." I pulled my clothes on and left the room. He didn't even offer me a pain potion. I went to Gryffindor Tower and fell into an exhausted sleep.
I awoke from sleep very foggily and went to rise when I realized it was Saturday. I fell back painfully on the bed and returned to my troubled sleep.
I awoke to someone moving stealthily around the room. I tapped my ring and watched to see if they opened my curtain. They did. It was a small house elf.
"Master Snape asked me to fetch you. He said Saturday's belong to him." I nodded. "I hate to bother you, but will you help me dress?" The elf smiled and nodded. "Yes Mistress!" The little elf dressed me pretty much by himself.
"Now is there anyway you can take me to Master Snape?" He beamed and took my hand. He left me standing in front of the dungeon door. I tapped the door. "Enter." A silky smooth voice called. I shuffled painfully into the room. I glanced in a mirror.
My right eye was swollen shut, and you could clearly see a hand mark around my neck. My right cheek and lip were both swollen also. He didn't look up as I walked in. "I want you to brew me another pain potion like the one you made me last time."
I licked my cracked lips, and rasped softly. "Yes, Sir." I took my wand out, and instead of gathering the ingredients, I summoned them from the storeroom. Finally I walked very slowly into the storeroom retrieved a bottle and raised it to my mouth.
A little blood got in it, but all it would do is give him a little extra energy later. I put the contents into the cauldron, and summoned the bottles and started putting doses in them. "Fill all of them with the same dose you gave me last time."
I did this slowly. I scourified the cauldron. He looked at me and didn't bat an eye as he said, "You look as if you don't feel well Cadwyn. You should get more rest." I nodded. "Yes, Sir."
He sneered at me. "You're dismissed." I began limping painfully from the room. I wish that little elf were here. I stepped outside the door and to my surprise the little elf was waiting for me. "I've come to take you back to your room Mistress."
I smiled a little and took his hand. All the older students were gone to Hogsmeade. "What's your name?" I asked the little elf softly. "My name is Minute Miss." I smiled. "Are you a free elf Minute?" He shook his little head.
"Yes Miss. I am free, but only because my parents were being free." His little ears flattened. "Would you be interested in a job Minute? I'll pay you." He gasped. "You will not pay me! I will bond to you. I will be your elf!" I studied the elf.
"Are you sure you want to do that Minute. You are free. I could be an awful Mistress." He shook his head. "You are kind. Minute can see it." I nodded. "If that's what you want Minute." He grabbed my hand and there was a small glow that passed through both of us, then a really bright glow.
"I now belong to the Noble House of… what is your last name Mistress?" His eyes shined so. "I don't use my last name. But, my name is Cadwyn. You may call me that, in fact I would prefer if you did." He nodded.
"I must heal you Mistress Cadwyn. Do I have your permission?" I nodded. I felt the vaginal tearing I had heal and some of the soreness left my body. My face went back to normal size and I was able to open my eye.
I wasn't completely healed, but I did feel better. I was still bruised, but I did feel better. "I think I'm ready for a bath Minute. I would love your help washing my hair." He nodded enthusiastically.
"Yes Mistress Cadwyn."
CPOV
I had now been Severus Snape's contraband for around three months. He had never been as rough with me as he was the first night. He was still mean to me in or out of class. But, at least I have Minute now. I think he likes me a little. Maybe he even loves me.
SPOV
I was sitting in my fifth year class using Legilimens to see what type of mischief they were up to when I looked into the thoughts of Romilda Vane.
What I saw almost made me sick. It was her that caused me to attack Cadwyn. She placed a compulsion charm on a bottle of lust potion with Cadwyn's hair in it and left it for me to find.
I also saw where her other bruises came from. I saw Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, even Neville Longbottom, those were just some of the more vicious one's. She took them like a champ and never said anything to anyone. She was suffering at the hands of everyone.
I remembered her in my rooms that first night. "What happened to you before witch?" She looked at her beat up body and sighed. "We all have our crosses to bare, some just have more than one cross." I snapped out of my reverie as the bell rang.
I had to speak to Cadwyn.
CPOV
I went to Professor Snape's room and began brewing another cauldron of Pain potion. I finished it and was putting it in bottles, when he entered the room he signaled for me to enter his personal chambers.
I walked in and ridded my body of clothing. "Where do you want me?" he shook his head. "I need to speak to you of something." I remained devoid of clothes. "Yes?"
"I think I may have been to hasty when I assumed that you were the one to trick me. I read the mind of a student today and I have seen I was wrong." I trembled a little waiting form him to tell me he lied and hit me.
"I mean it Cadwyn. I have a proposition for you." I looked into his eyes. "I am not tired of you yet. I rarely indulge in women because I don't want any disease they carry. With you I know you don't have anything…" I nodded.
" I know what you are about to say Professor, but I have a couple of conditions if you wish us to continue." He nodded. "Tell me." I sighed.
"Well for one, you can't be so rough with me all the time. You are huge Professor in every aspect and I am very small. I'm not saying you have to be super gentle, but if you are rough the least you can do is fix me."
He nodded. "I can do that. Anything else?" I nodded." When we are alone I want to call you by your name." He nodded again. "Done." I breathed a deep breath.
"You can take me as you have before. You don't have to worry about anyone's pleasure, but your own. It won't hurt my feelings. I also will have to ask that you remain exclusive while we are together and I will do the same." He nodded.
"I also have to ask that you refrain from hitting me anymore. I know you felt betrayed before, and I accepted it. Now you know the truth and I don't want to suffer abuse at your hands anymore." We shook hands and a small glow came from our hands sealing our deal.
He bent me over his desk in his office. He was rough but gave me a small dose of pain potion. The bell rang. " Will you return tonight?" I nodded. "Yes Severus." He smiled a little, just a twitch of his lips.
"If there is anything I can ever do for you let me know." I paused. "There is something. I've always wanted to do, but I've yet to find anyone willing to do it." I saw the wary look in his eyes. "What is it?" I hesitated, and whispered my request softly.
"That's it?" I nodded and looked hopefully at him. He opened his arms and I beamed and leapt into them. I crushed him to me in my first ever hug. I hugged him for a few moments. "Thank you." I smiled at him and left.
SPOV
I have never felt more like scum in my whole life. I felt bad enough after finding out she really had nothing to do with what happened. She had been the true victim in it all.
But, after the bell rang and she went to leave, I offered to do something for her. She could have requested money, a recommendation letter, or a number of things. But, she asked me for a hug.
She said nobody had ever hugged her before. She was kind to everybody. She never had anything mean to say to anyone. She took the torture bestowed on her day after day and never lashed out at anybody.
When, I had been being so rough with her she could have not made my pain potion as strong or poisoned me and she didn't. She is innocent yet she isn't. A hug, even I had been hugged as a child, I still receive hugs every so often.
But, if she hasn't been hugged than she has never been kissed. She was no longer a virgin, and she had never been kissed. I am lower than scum.
CPOV
Severus and I fell into a routine of sorts. We made potions during the day, and he fucked me like I was a dog in heat at night. At least now I had a choice.
I was walking down the hall when I felt a hand reach from out of nowhere and wind itself through my long hair. "It's been a long time Cadwyn." A haughty voice whispered in my ear. I shivered. A resounding punch landed against my cheek.
"You wrinkled my robes." Strong hands pushed me down and began beating on me. "Sorry bitch, I know you're fucking the Potions Master. He never even raises his voice or has a cross word to say to you."
I went to my happy place to take my beating when I felt the weight lifted from my body and the abuse stop. I looked up to see Draco Malfoy hanging from the air with Severus's hand clamped around his throat.
"Touch her again boy, and you will wish you had never been born. I don't care who your father is." He tossed the boy to the side and picked me up. He walked back to his quarters and placed me on the bed.
"Why do you let so many people mistreat you Cadwyn? You are powerful. Put a stop to it." I sighed. Nobody would understand the truth. "I don't believe in using my power on those weaker than me by measures. I'm used to being treated this way."
He applied bruise removing salve to my body and gave me a healing drought, and pain potion. He removed his clothes and lightly nudged me over on my stomach. I raised myself up on my hands and knees and awaited his penetration. I felt his hand glide down my spine.
"Christmas vacation begins next week." He stated softly as he massaged my spine. "Would you be interested in spending Christmas at the Order's headquarters?" I turned and smiled at him.
"Yes Severus. That sounds like fun. McGonagall was just saying today she was going to have to find someone to remain at Hogwarts with me. I was the only one to sign up to stay." He didn't smile, but nodded.
"Be sure to inform her you won't be at Hogwarts, but refrain from telling her I am taking you to headquarters if she asks." I nodded. He positioned himself at my entrance and slid in.
I was unprepared as always, but it always felt nice to be close to someone. I crave human contact, and that is one of the reasons I chose to continue with Severus. Plus the fact he was the only person I would ever be able be with, and somewhere deep inside me I hope one day he will learn to love me as I have come to love him.
The other is because he has lived such a dark life, and everyone deserves a little pleasure in life. I heard his groan and he released into me. His weight made me collapse on the bed. I snuggled myself into his body the best I could.
He didn't realize that's what I was doing and would probably put a stop to it once he realized. He stood and dressed. I followed suit. "I don't have anything for you to do. Go inform Professor McGonagall you won't be here for Christmas break."
I nodded and left the room. I located Professor McGonagall in her office. She was happy I had found somewhere to go. "I was going to stay with you, but this is good."
She bustled around the office. I left her office and returned to Gryffindor tower. I walked to a little tank beside my bed and pulled one of Severus's Christmas presents and stroked her softly.
"You must protect him always." I kissed her head and placed her back in the tank placing the wards back on it as I did so. I had planed on this gift to Severus since before I met him.
SPOV
I invited the wrench to headquarters out of pity really. Minerva had been trying to trap somebody into remaining at Hogwarts with her. Not that I minded the witch.
I had come to discover we had much in common. We both enjoy Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts. We both have little patience for people who didn't pay attention, and get hurt as a result.
I found that out in my classroom one day. I been teaching a very complicated defense spell and Ron Weasley had been to busy making gaga eyes at Hermione Granger to pay attention. He wound up hexing Neville Longbottom.
That was the only time he had seen her mad. She wasn't totally pissed, just in a temper. "What is wrong with you? In this classroom you will pay attention. This not a class in which you can jack off and still pass.
You'll wind up hurting someone else. What would you have done if your curse had hit Hermione? Get your head in the game." She had spoken in a cold voice full of threat. He hadn't slacked off in my class again.
She halfway ran my classes, and I was glad she did. I was always worn out from doing things for the Dark Lord. She quit going to her potions class after meeting Slughorn.
She arranged with the Headmaster and myself to have potions with me. Not that she needed them. I always wound up learning more than she did. I like her.
CPOV
I sat in Snape's room awaiting for him to return from speaking to Dumbledore so we could go. He handed me a piece of paper as he billowed in the room.
Number Twelve Grimmauld place. Order of the Phoenix Headquarters. The paper burned to pieces as soon as I read the last word. Snape handed me some floo powder and I threw it in the fireplace.
"Number Twelve Grimmauld Place." I spoke clearly and swiftly closed my eyes so I didn't see the brain spinning visions of traveling via fireplace. I felt myself slowing and braced my legs just in time for the impact of landing.
I stepped from the fireplace and stood to the side. Severus walked regally out of it and showed me to my room. He told me to go wherever I wished and promptly left.
I scowled a bit, but began exploring the vast mansion. I saw a curtain drawn over something next to an umbrella stand and gently uncovered it.
A stern almost evil looking witch glared down at me, and looked as if she where about to start screaming, but paused. "You look familiar." She stated a little harshly. I looked into her weirdly familiar looking blue eyes.
"As do you." I whispered. "My name is Cordelia Black. What is yours?" My heart raced. "Cadwyn." She scowled. "Don't you have a last name?" I hesitated. "I don't often use my last name. My Name is Cadwyn Miakoda Riddle."
Her eyes widened. "Who is your father?" I looked around to make sure no one was listening. "I haven't told anyone this except Dumbledore. I don't want people judging me for who my father is. But Tom Riddle was my father. "
She frowned slightly at my father's name. "Who is you mother?" I looked up at her wondering where she was heading with this line of questioning. "Dahlia was the name she took on when she became a vampire, but her name was Cantrix Black."
A smile crossed the womens face. She softly whispered my mothers human name. Then looked down at me with tears in her eyes. "Cantrix Black was my daughter. I let her stay after she was attack and turned into a vampire, but then she bonded with that monster that killed my son, and I couldn't bare to look at her anymore. I would like to get to know you Cadwyn."
I smiled showing my sharp white teeth. Her answering smile was wicked. "Kreacher!" There was a pop and a filthy looking house elf appeared next to me. "Yes Mistress?"
He was bowed so low his nose brushed the floor. "Kreacher I want you to meet Cadwyn. Your new master. She is the last of my direct line."
The elf threw himself at my feet, "Finally a master worthy of being served!" I felt a little disgusted by the creature but tried to remain positive as I looked at my grandmother.
"Grandma I have a house elf. Is it okay to have two?" She nodded diplomatically. "Of course my dear. Call the other elf to you and set the to work putting your manor back in order. Do you plan on allowing the others continue meeting here?"
I quickly caught she meant the Order of the Phoenix and was very proud of her for not calling them filthy half-breeds or Mudbloods.
"Yes I believe their cause is just. I don't plan on telling them I am now owner of the manor unless I have to. But, I plan on ensuring your curtain remains open as long as everything goes smoothly."
I had overheard Severus talking to Dumbledore about Cordelia's personality. Her regal head bowed a little. "Of course. Now call your other elf."
I was excited about meeting my family, even if she was a portrait. "Minute!" There was a crack and Minute appeared next to me. "How can Minute be of service Mistress Cadwyn?"
I smiled fondly as he bowed formally before me. "I want you and Kreacher to get this manor in tip top shape. I also want you to refrain from mentioning I am owner of both of you and the manor."
The both nodded, and bowed. "You may begin." I said and turned back to the portrait. I quickly cleaned up around the picture and smiled at my now dozing grandmother in the frame.
I removed the curtains and cast a spell so new ones couldn't be hung except by me. I walked back to my room and heard activity going on downstairs.
I crept down to see people arriving through the floo. I was greeted a little coldly but chose to try and ignore them. A shabby looking man approached me.
"My names Remus. What's yours?" He smiled warmly and I smelled the air lightly, werewolf. "My name is Cadwyn." He had a predatory look in his eyes. Full moon was fast approaching.
He was about to say something else when a short portly red headed women called for him to do something. He smiled at me a little roguishly and went to assist the women.
I went and lay down in my bed and listened to people entering and exiting the house. I heard Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley and a few more unknown people settling into various rooms.
A while later there was a knock at the door and the portly women entered and spoke sharply to me. "Severus told me to tell you not to expect him until Christmas. Supper is ready if you are hungry."
I exited the room and followed her to the dining room. I managed to force a few bites of mashed potatoes down before giving up. Everyone was glaring at me.
I took quick inventory of how many people there were and went upstairs to place money in little red moneybags so that everyone received something from me.
I don't expect anything for Christmas. I had never received a Christmas present and know that won't change. It doesn't bother me as much as it did when I was little though and had to listen to all the kids around me describe Christmas presents, and not have anything to tell about.
I think that is one of the things that alienated me. I smiled at the thought of having people to give gifts to.
SPOV
I had to leave the girl. The Dark Lord summoned me and sent me on a mission that would conclude late Christmas Eve. Molly will make sure she feels welcome.
CPOV
I was awoken early Christmas morning by a little red headed whirlwind jumping on top of my battered body. "Mom said everyone has to get up and open presents."
I pulled myself painfully from the bed the girl jerked me from the room. I used my wand and had Severus's and everybody else's presents drift behind me, as I was pulled downstairs.
I was the last one down. I looked down at me scarred bruised body and quickly curled up on the loveseat to hide most of everything. Everybody's presents were distributed.
I whispered to the money bags and one landed in every persons pile of presents. I looked at Severus sitting next to one of the older Weasley boys and glided carefully over to him.
He sneered up at me and I tried not to be offended. I handed him his wrapped present and reached into the built in bra of my shirt and extracted his other present from me.
His eyes widened as I placed the creature in his hand and she wound herself around his wrist.
"She has a little growing to do, but she is trained and will not bite you. I cannot say the same for anyone who may attack you, but she will not harm you. Her name is Dream."
I left him to his presents and curled up on the loveseat again. I loved watching the joy on people's faces as they opened their presents. I saw Severus talking to the present I had given him and examining the lethal looking potions book he had also received from me.
Finally someone picked up one of the moneybags and exclaimed. "Oh my goodness! Who is this from?" Everyone opened the bags and gasped at the money inside.
Everyone in the room was questioned before someone finally looked at me. "Cadwyn?" I nodded and smiled. "It's from me." Their stares made me uncomfortable.
Finally small thanks were sent my way. They all seemed to feel bad for not thinking of me. I stood and excused myself from the room to dispel the awkwardness.
I wasn't hungry so I tucked myself under the small blanket that had been provided for me and tried to fall asleep.
SPOV
She gave me a small female monacled cobra. Her little hood opened as she looked around the room. I was quite enamored with the little snake already.
The potions book was one I had been trying to get my hands on for quite some time. I had ignored her until she tapped my arm to give me my presents.
She looked as if she had been jerked unexpectedly from slumber. Old scars and bruises and fresh bruises littered her beautiful body. She never wore anything revealing in public.
I felt a clenching in my gut when I realized she hadn't received a Christmas gift. The dull ache I received from that formed into a gut wrenching pain when I saw she had given everybody something, yet got nothing in return.
Everybody stares made her uncomfortable. She excused herself from the room and disappeared upstairs. Molly began to cry.
"Poor dear. Didn't get one present for Christmas, and did you see the marks on her body? Poor thing I should have been nicer." Everyone had a guilty look on his or her faces.
"What did she give you Severus?" Bill asked and everybody looked at me. I held out the book and exposed my wrist. The little snake stood to her full height and glared at everyone.
"She's beautiful." Potter tried to speak to the little snake and he paled visibly as the snake said something to him. "What did she say?" He looked me in the eyes. "She said if I was to ever touch her mistress again I would find out true deadliness of cobra venom."
No one wanted much to do with her after that. I placed the little snake in a tank that had been placed in my room along with my book and sought out Cadwyn.
She was curled up in her bed obviously in pain and freezing. I started a fire and gave her a sip of pain potion. She relaxed and gave me a small smile.
"Do you like your gifts?" she asked softly and sounded a little fretful. "I love them little bird. I only wish I had thought to get you something."
Her body came a little closer to mine but she was careful not to make contact. "That's okay. I've never gotten a Christmas present before. I didn't miss anything. I loved seeing the smiles on everyone's faces as they opened their gifts."
She scooted closer. I opened my arms and the smile I got knocked the breath from me. She crawled in my lap and wound her little body around mine.
She snuggled into my chest and sighed in contentment.
"I didn't get you anything for Christmas. Do you have a request I could fulfill?" She nibbled on her lower lip. "Can I touch you?" I was once again taken back by her request.
"Wherever you like." She gently coaxed me on my back, and began to trail her hands softly across my body. Soon her lips followed her hands.
I felt myself harden as she went lower down my body. "I have another gift I would like to give you Severus."
CPOV
I waited expecting him to deny his last gift, but his breathing quickened. "Whatever you want, Witch."
I slowly removed his clothes from his body and trailed my soft kisses everywhere watching him shake, and moan out his pleasure. I thought back to the books I had read and ran my hand gently up his length.
He hissed and jerked. I looked fretfully at him to see hooded eyes staring back. I pressed a kiss to his head and felt another jerk. I smiled and took his length between my lips.
His back arched from the bed as he struggled not to interfere with my ministrations. His hips began to buck and I felt him slid down my throat.
He jerked away quickly, but I smiled and whispered to him with my mind I don't have a gag reflex. He lost control and fisted his hands in my hair and bucked his hips up to meet my mouth.
I hummed lightly and felt him shudder at the reverberations that shock waved through him. A few minutes later I felt him stiffen beneath me and his back arched as he released inside my mouth.
I kissed my way back up his body and cuddled my self to him from atop his chest. "Thank you Witch." He murmured into my hair before succumbing to a deep slumber.
I soon followed him into the seductive world of dreamland. Where everything was sunshine and giggles. If only if only.
I awoke and took in my surroundings. I was laying on Severus's chest and he was reading a letter in his hand and stroking my hair softly.
He frowned and as he read the last sentence on the paper it burst into flames. He gently motioned for me to move and I slid off him and watched as he thoughtfully exited the room.
I walked into the bathroom lifted the toilet seat, and puked what little bit of nourishhment I had in my stomach. I frowned and flushed the toilet.
I had felt off for the past week and had thrown up the past three mornings. I had assumed I had a stomach virus, but decided I needed to go see the doctor.
I quickly showered and changed. Then as an after thought I left a note on my dresser stating I was going to the doctor and would be back later.
I walked into the emergency room at St. Mungo's and waited for them to call me back. An hour later a female healer was patiently performing diagnostics spells on me. She cast a spell I recognized and my eyes widened at the result.
"Congratulations Miss Riddle, you are having a baby."
I entered Grimmauld place and barely made it inside the door and collapsing. I leaned against the wall taking deep breaths trying to calm myself.
I began crying. I sobbed and snubbed and made a great fool of myself. I clutched the piece of paper stating my illness in my hand and tried to calm myself down.
Molly and a few others had already tried to calm me down but all I could say to them is, "He's going to kill me." Finally the last person I wanted to see wrenched the piece of paper from my hand.
My hysterics heightened as he looked down at me and sighed. "Breath Witch. I'm not going to kill you yet." I began breathing. "Stop all that noise it's giving me a headache."
All my noise subsided except for my sniffing. He lifted me in his arms and walked past the congregation of people and carried me upstairs. I sat on the bed and looked at my hands.
"I'm sorry I didn't take the necessary precautions to keep this from happening to you." My eyes snapped to his. "You're not mad at me?" He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.
"No witch, I'm not mad at you. You were not sexually active when we engaged and had never had to think about contraceptives before. That responsibility fell on me and I shirked it."
He ran his fingers through his hair. "Have you decided what you want to do? I mean do you want a potion or give it up for adoption." I frowned and my hand flew to my stomach.
"I'm keeping it." His eyes widened for a second before showing indifference. "If you want to keep it that's your choice. I don't want it." He stood and walked from the room.
SPOV
Can't breath no air. I felt the stairs rushing to meet my face as I passed out from lack of oxygen to the brain.
CPOV
I rushed from the room as I heard the crash and heard someone exclaim for a healer. I rushed down the stairs and crouched down next to Severus's form. But, I was pushed away as other people crowded around him.
I heard the sound of someone flooing in and Severus was transported away on a stretcher. Anger was building inside of me. I needed to get to him.
I was the last one through the floo and I paced the waiting room restlessly as I waited for the doctor to come deliver a verdict. An hour later he appeared and spoke to the group.
"Mr. Snape is stable. He suffered many injuries. He broke several ribs and his spine snapped when he broke his neck. He may survive, but we couldn't fully heal his spine. He will never walk again. He suffered some brain damage, and we aren't sure how that will affect him. He has had magic used to heal him too many times and his body has built up a resistence. There is only so much we can do. You may go see him two at a time in room 738."
I sprinted away from the group and ignored the shouts behind me. I slung the door open and leapt on top of Severus. I concentrated on our bond and felt my magic rushing into him.
A golden light encompassed us, and gasps rang from the doorway. After a few minutes the light ebbed and I sat up. Severus's eyes fluttered open. I cupped his face in my hands gently.
"You scared me Sev." He barked out a harsh laugh before he rested his eyes and fell into a healing sleep.
I climbed off him and was pushed aside by a healer checking his injuries. "You-You healed him." I smiled at Severus's sleeping form. "He is my Eternal. I could do no less."
I lifted my hands and felt the tears flowing down my face.
I didn't leave his room the next few days. I took care of him when he was awake and watched him whilst he slept.
He grumbled about my presence, but never told me to leave. On the fourth day the Healer said he could go home, but to take it easy.
Someone needed to be available to his beck and call throughout the day and night. He was only allowed on his feet an hour a day. I had healed his injuries, but his body was still adjusting to the new freedom it had.
When I had healed his new injuries, I had healed all his old ones. The new bones and tissue needed at least a week to adjust.