Double Agent Severus Snape

By: Becca ray

Author's Notes: Yet another Alternate Universe….laughs Very mature themes, about abuse, human slavery…..things that are very bad and you shouldn't do or you will go to hell or at least prison. I don't own Harry Potter and PLEASE REVIEW AND HELP ME TO KNOW IF YOU HATE IT!!!!!!

Chapter One

Begging. Screaming. Crying.

That's all FBI Agent Severus Snape could hear while he would attempt to sleep each night.

Bruises. Blood. Death.

He relived these horrible events in his dreams where they seemed almost real.

Severus worked with a special task force of the FBI that arrested child pornographers and slave ring gangs. It never got any easier for the man to see what horrific things people did to children then he often remembered what they did to him and what he had done to helpless children.

Severus's life had never ever been a fairy tale, his father had been an abusive alcoholic and he had no friends his entire life. He had been tortured endlessly by a group of teenagers that made high school hell. For years he had blamed his torturers for driving him into the terrible things he had done. But he was the one who contacted the group, he meet with them, he joined them and he took sadistic pleasure in hurting children. Him… he did it and no matter how much he wanted to he could not blame anyone else for his mistakes.

Many people in his department tried to convince him that he had paid for his crimes and saved many children from a hellish fate. Severus never listened to them because only he knew how bad the Riddle group really was. Only he knew how many children and teenagers were being kidnapped or traded each day. When he became a double agent he thought it all would slowly change, that the evil of the riddle gang would slowly disappear. Than day after day it seemed like not matter what he did nothing helped to stop it.

Severus Snape was a nervous wreak! He tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for the door in front of him to open. In the quaint home inside he knew was James and Lily Potter. James had been the rudest, cruelest bully to Severus in high school. He killed any self-esteem he had once possessed and he was the reason Severus had started cutting. Lily…he had loved her from the first day they met and dated for 18 months and 15 days than she dumped him for prefect Potter. The door opened slowly and he was pulled from his thoughts. Behind the door was Lily, her face was worn and scared.

"Severus?" she asked apparently frightened.

"Lily." He showed her his badge, "I need to talk to you and you husband…"

"about Harry?" she quickly inserted unsure of herself. She hesitated for a moment looking behind her shoulder but there was no one.

'Please come in."

The house was deathly quiet; everything had a light layer of dust and seemed untouched.

"James, a detective is here again."

Her voice was horse and scratchy, not anything like the beautiful voice she had had in high school. Lily led him into what he assumed was the living room where James Potter his former enemy was sitting almost lifeless.

"James…."she motioned him to sit down as she gently tugged at her husband." Darling, it's Severus…."

He didn't feel like waiting for Potter to come to his senses so he started to speak.

"Lily….J-James, there's no easy way for me to say this."

"Harry." she cried, "Is he?"

"No." he snapped. "Let me finish. Your son's case had been taken from the New York State police and been transferred to the FBI…." He explained.

"But we…they…they told us he was a runaway."

"Why would he be?" he inquired. Surely the Potters should have the perfect poster life.

"We've been having some family problems, we had to explain them to the police then they told us he was probably a runaway." She told him.

"I know this may be hard but I need to know why the police thought that."

Lily glanced to James but he did not speak. After a moment of silence, He stood up and walked away to what appeared to be the kitchen.

"James and Harry fought a lot." She whispered. "Harry got picked on all the time at school and James was disappointed in him. He wanted Harry to be popular, make good marks, play sports but Harry doesn't even have one friend, can barely pass his classes and never goes outdoors. They didn't really fight all the often till James found out about this boy he had been…seeing. It got to the point where they fought constantly…" she paused then tired to continue though she was crying.

"He started to really withdrawn, in the last couple of weeks, the kids aat school they….all his teacher were calling me….I think he was….h-hurting himself…"

"Lily, I know your upset but I have to tell you that FBI thinks Harry was kidnapped."

"What?"

"They believe he's been sold into a slavery ring."

Severus stopped after he heard a loud crash in the kitchen. James walked into the living room and grabbed Severus by his collared shirt.

"Explain yourself? Are you still with them?" he murmured releasing him from his grip.

"Somewhat."

Lily screamed as James motioned to punch Severus but he yelled, "I'm a double agent, James. I swear I've been working for the FBI for 7 years now, believe me."

James stormed off not saying whether he believed him or not.

"You son fits the profile perfectly. He's young, doesn't have any. err…many friends and you two have worked in the order as very active member for years."

"Oh My God…it him?"

Severus winced at his own stupidity as he realized what he had said.

"Whose ring is it?" James yelled.

"It might be Riddle's but we aren't sure. I have a picture Lucuis Malfoy gave me of their newest slave if this is your son it would give us a start."

"Please let it not be him." Lily cried.

Severus reluctantly pulled out the photo of a sixteen year old boy tied to a dirty worn bed, dressed like a whore covered in makeup to hide his black eye and spilt lip.

"Damn it!' James screamed as he glanced at the picture. He grabbed a lamp the closest thing to him and flung it arcos the room.

"Oh God!" Lily sobbed.

Severus tired to harden his face again but just viewing the picture of the boy made his eyes water.

"I will bring him home alive, I promise."

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