" The lessons you learn in this lifetime are what you carry to your death. What you present your Creator in your time of judgement will determine the eternity of your existence…"
By, The Wisest of Men.
Chapter three
Vows of Eternity
Lucius led Severus down the exuberant halls of the manor to the Grand Dining room.
Upon their entry Severus was greeted with the sickening, yet tantalising smell of dry blood.
They were acknowledged by few of the ten masked men that sat at the long table.
The Lord of them sat at its head, the tips of his spidery fingers resting against each other, forming a steeple in front of his face, as if he were in the deepest of concentration.
Lucius motioned Severus to sit at the far end of the table, beside a man that he hadn't previously noticed. He wasn't masked, and Severus would have sworn that he looked no more than forty but his hair was far too grey for the age, not to mention horridly matted. He had many deep scars on his whiskered face that continued down past the neck of his robes, each as if they had been inflicted by some massive beast. It took the teenager only seconds to recognise that the smell of blood was coming from him, now a reeking stench as he was so close. It hadn't taken him long to realise what the man was, the smell was a give away.
Catching a moan in his throat, he tried to ignore his almost sexual longing for the crimson liquid.
Severus forced his attention from the ghastly man to the others at the table.
Scanning over the others with little interest, his attention was caught by two red serpentine eyes.
Severus could barely breathe, mezmerized by the Dark Lord, not noticing the oncoming fist.
That is, until it struck his jaw with a sickening crack, throwing the boy to the cold floor.
"Don't you dare look The Dark Lord in the eye scum" Screeched the man standing over him.
Severus realised it was the one he had been next to.
The room silenced as he stood, shaking slightly, spitting blood on the stone floor. "Fuck you…" he hissed, licking his own blood from his lips."Werewolf!"
The man screamed, taking another swipe at Severus with a clawed hand.
"Fenrir!"
The name was hissed, almost inaudible had he not siezed the attention of the entire room
The named, Fenrir, shied away pathetically from his master, bowing to the floor as he was passed.
"Well gentlemen," he said coming to stand before Severus, who bowed his head slightly in reverence. "I believe its time for an induction."
The occupants of the room sniggered quietly as two of the Death eaters roughly took hold of Severus by the shoulders and dragged him from the room, following Voldemort to the outside grounds.
Severus was thrown to the stones of the wide entrance path, spat on and kicked in the side as they all gathered around. With courage that would match that of any Griffindor, he stood to face the Snake Master.
They formed a circle surrounding Severus, all wands directed solely to him, the Dark Lord standing before him, his own wand at his heart.
"You wish to join my ranks boy?" Voldemort asked with a sneer. "You find yourself worthy of my mark?"
Severus smiled evily taking a step forward. "Trust me," he said. "You will not regret it."
Thoes surrounding, laughed disbelievingly.
"We shall see…" Voldemort whispered, more to himself than the young male before him.
Severus shut his eyes, inhaling deeply,giving a small nod of rediness.
"You asked for this boy… Begin!"
"CRUCIO!" They cried strengthening the curse eleven fold.
Every man before Severus had at least collapsed from the pain and fell into a short coma, in the worst cases they had gone insane, some had even died from aneurisms or haemorrhaging.
Severus merely stood as searing pain shot through his every fibre like blades, his concentration not once betraying him.
The pain slowly faded and, after what seemed an eternity, was gone as the Death Eaters lowered their wands in awe for the teenager before them.
The Dark Lord, however was furious.
"You're not in yet boy…"
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Lily Evans sat between James and Sirius along the courtyard wall. They were loitering around the main courtyard, watching students pass them in the surrounding corridors, waiting for the bell to summon them to their next classes.
Lily sighed; the boys were talking quiddich, which was never a great interest for her. She'd much rather be reading her new Potions Monthly, but she didn't think James would like that.
"I reckon it's a great idea Prongs." Sirius said sounding defensive.
"As if. It will never catch on Padfoot. Feinting! Pretending you've seen the snitch so you can slam your opponent in to the ground, I mean really." James scoffed, pulling Lily closer to his side.
"You never know, some quidditch prodigy will probably do it eventually. We just have to wait for a prodigy I guess…" Remus added, with a sweet pointed grin at James, as he sat the book he had been reading on the ground beside him.
It took a moment for James to understand the intended insult.
"Moony-,"
"SEVERUS!"
Lily jumped out of James' arms, waving to the dark boy who had been crossing the grass.
"Lily! What are you doing?" Sirius cried.
"Shut up Black." She snapped as Severus approached, looking none too impressed.
"Yeah?" Was all Severus said.
Lily looked slightly taken back. "Yeah?" She repeated, stepping over Remus. "I DON'T SEE YOU ALL SUMMER AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS YEAH?" She screamed, her face inches from that of Severus'.
"What do you want Lily?" Severus asked looking away from her piercing green eyes.
"Where were you all summer Sev?" She whispered.
James and Sirius looked at each other incredulously, Remus just craned his neck from his spot on the ground.
Severus' head snapped back to meet her with a furious gaze.
"Why do you care?" He replied. "We haven't spoken in how long Lily?" She lowered her gaze to stare at the ground.
"Nearly a year!" He answered for her."A FUCKING YEAR YOU HAVE IGNORED ME! I APOLOGISED HUNDREDS OF TIMES AND YET YOU WOULDN'T EVEN LOOK ME IN THE EYE! AND YOU HAVE THE HIDE TO GET UP ME FOR NOT SEEING YOU THROUGH THE SUMMER? FUCK! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"
An uneasy silence fell, both Severus and Lily could not find any more to say, not even Sirius had a comment. until…
"What the fuck is going on?"
"I'm sorry." She whispered, nudging the edge of Remus' book with her toes while giving Black a dark glance.
"What was that Lily?, I didn't quite catch that." Severus lied catching her by the chin, so to keep eye contact.
"I SAID I'M SORRY!" Tears swelling in her eyes. James stood, wand drawn and directed at Snape.
"Fuck off snivelly…" He said, moving to stand beside Lily.
"I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T SPOKEN TO YOU! I WAS JUST SO… SO…so bloody scared!" She cried, taking a step closer to the Slytherin. "I didn't know what to think! I heard rumors about all the senior Slytherins becoming… you know…" She faltered lamely staring intently at the ground.
"Death Eaters…" Came a small voice from behind them, all spun to see a little lump of a boy, who was also a known Marauder, Peter Pettigrew. He blushed deep, surprised to have so much attention on him at once.
Severus took a moment to blink, trying desperatley to comprehend the gravity of their words
"Yeah," He replied still staring at the sobbing girl, but no longer in anger. "I think I might leave."As he was turning to leave James put an arm around Lily's shoulders, which were instantly shrugged off.
She watched Severus walking away. I can't loose him again… she thought.
With a snap decision she ran after him, throwing her arms around his waist, sobbing hopelessly into his back. "Don't walk away…Please don't walk away from me.You don't have to be like them." She managed to choke out of her aching throat.
"LILY!" Screamed James from behind them.
Severus pried her arms from around him and turned to face her.
"I'm so worried about you Sev…"
"Lil', you just don't understand what its like for Slytherins." He whispered, brushing a hand through her auburn hair to get it out of her wet face. "Don't cry…"
He cradled here face in his warm hands as he spoke to her.
"It's all going to be ok Lil', Don't worry about me."
He brought his arms around her and held the small girl until her tears ceased.
"SEV!"
They looked over to see Ivan and Malakai crossing the courtyard. "Stop snogging Lily! We gotta be on the other side of the castle in two minutes or McGonagall will have our arses!" Malakai cried over the other students.
"I have to go," Severus said smiling at the young Griffindor in his arms, breaking apart, and kissing her forehead. "But I'm around ok?"
She nodded with a laugh as he turned to follow his two Slytherin classmates.
It was Remus who spoke first.
"You ok?" He said, putting a hand on her shoulder.
It took her a moment to come out of her daze.
"Yes,"she whispered smiling and throwing her arms around James, kissing him hard on the mouth. "Don't worry James, you're not my only man but you are my only boyfriend!"
"It's ok, Lil." He said, emphasising the knewly learned pet name, picking her up and carrying her squealing to the next class.
"What was that all about?" Asked Ivan as the three boys hurriedly made their way to the Transfiguration rooms.
"Nothing… Were just friends again I guess." Severus said with a smile.
"That's good, you were always sulking without her." Ivan replied, unable to mask a hint of hurt, which Severus heard straight away.
Severus stopped and grabbed Ivan's upper arm, causing him to halt as well.
Malakai turned when he felt that he was no longer being followed, and saw the two boys further down the corridor in some deep discussion.
Better leave that one alone… he thought before continuing on his way.
"What was that?" Severus asked, still holding on to Ivan's arm.
"Nothing, Snape, we have to go now!" He replied trying to pull away, but Severus' didn't let go.
"No, Mulciber! Talk to me."
Ivan looked out the nearest corridor window, a slight frown on his face.
"Do you still love her Sev?" He asked softly.
Severus knew the question was going to come up, but it still shocked him that Ivan needed to ask.
"As a friend Ivan. And no more." Was his reply, releasing his grasp, moving his hand down to take his mate's. "I never loved her the way I love you."
Ivan smiled sheepishly for a moment. "Yeah ok, I guess I could believe you… But you have to prove it."
Smiling, Severus lead him to an empty classroom further down the deserted corridor.
The bell for class rang through the castle as Ivan was pushed through the door and on to a desk.
Severus cast a silence charm and locked the door as he unbuttoned his own shirt and belt.
Ivan was lounging back on the desk with his pants unbuttoned, robe on the floor, shirt open as he waited for Severus to come to him.
"Sev." he said.
"Hmm.?" was the reply as he kissed his way down Ivan's slender neck.
"I want to bond with you."
Severus froze, and looked Ivan in the eye. "What?"
"I read it in that book on Vampires, when we had to do that essay in Defence, you were a born Vampire and will grow up and die unless you bond with your mate, right?"
"Yes, I'm mortal." Severus said sitting on the desk beside Ivan. "I will stay as such, unless I turn my mate."
"Well… You've always called me your mate, haven't you?" Ivan asked turning his body to face Severus, stroking the collar of his shirt.
"Yes…You are, I've always known." Severus could feel his erection growing painful.
"Then… Let's do it…" Ivan lay back, pulling Severus down over him, placing his own hands above his head and exposing his neck.
The usual thirst for blood shot through him with a startling jolt.
Every two days he would visit Hagrid the grounds keeper, where he was given a pint of blood from some creature he had hunted but it was never enough. He was always longing for warm, fresh blood, straight from an open wound.
He leant down over the smaller boy, licking the soft, fleshy neck…
Thud, thud, thud…
He could hear the racing heart, the organ of his fantasies, oozing the liquid orgasm.
Moaning, Severus sank his teeth into Ivan, causing him to cry out in pain and strain under the darker boy.
Don't strain... Severus thought. You'll only hurt yourself more…
Greedily guzziling as much of the blood as he could swallow, Severus felt a sharp stab of guilt.
"No." Severus gasped.
"What?" Ivan whimpered groggily, almost ready to pass out from blood loss.
Severus licked the wound closed, to stem the flow before jumping off the desk, redressing himself as he sped out of the classroom.
"Sev?"
