Chapter 10

He was furious; did those children really think they could fool him? Albus Dumbledore the mightiest wizard in more than a hundred years. They may have fooled him once, but he would not fall for it a second time.
Someone inside the order must be double crossing him, how else would they have known of his plans… Maybe he needed to have small chat with his servant. When Potter and that mudblood girl get back to Hogwarts, he will take care of them for good. A small nasty grin crept its way onto the old wizards face; soon very soon he would not only be headmaster of Hogwarts but the most famous wizard alive.

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Severus hissed, when the familiar pain shot through him, Dumbledore was calling. Excusing himself from the meeting, Severus hurried outside. He had a portkey that took him straight to his chambers in Hogwarts and from there he flooed into the headmasters office. He did not have the slightest idea to why he was here, there had not been a single death eater meeting since before the holiday and there was only four days left before the Christmas holidays were over. Severus did not want to admit it, but he was worried. Dumbledore was not exactly lenient with people he thought were in no use to him or if he felt that they stood in his way. Lily and James' deaths were clear evidences of this. Black too if you wanted to go into details.

"Ah, Severus, do sit down my boy," said Albus gesturing at the chair in front of him. Watching his potions master and spy, Albus poured a cup of tea. Severus had been acting weird all through the school year; he had even started being nice to Potter. It would not do, Potter had to be abused and shunned so that he would turn to Albus for help and no one else. Not only that, Severus had left Hogwarts to spend his holiday away from the castle. It frustrated Albus not knowing what his spy was doing. Of course the spy had said something about spending the holiday with that McCartney, no he had to shorten the leash. Show Snape who was the boss.

"What is it that you wished to speak to me about, headmaster?"

"You see Severus, there is a spy among us that is not so loyal to me," stated Albus, his blue eyes watching the man intensely.

"Who?" Severus tried to sound steady on his voice but it was not easy when his heart was beating five hundred miles per second. Thank god he was a very good at occluding his mind but if Dumbledore really would try forcing his way in then Severus knew that the headmaster would get in.

"There's the catch my dear boy, I do not know who it is," taking a sip from his tea, Severus tried to buy himself time. It was very important that he answered right or else he would probably not come out alive from the room.

"But then…?"

"How do I know? Well have you not noticed something very interesting Severus, under these past five months there has not been a single death eater raid that has not been successful, more than ten members of the order has died but not a single death eater." Severus forced himself not to flinch; he had hoped that the headmaster would not put too much thought on the raids. Since the Weasleys had joined it had been a lot easier to get all the pieces to the puzzle, those things Severus did not find out, usually came in a small letter addressed to the dark lord, from either the twins or the two oldest Weasley boys.

"Y-yes I have noticed," said Severus. He did not dare look the headmaster in the eyes, and so he fixed them on a spot just behind the old man's head.

"You do understand that I can't let this continue, some of the orders most dedicated members has died, been targeted in fact, but not a single death eater has died or even been injured and I want to know who gives out the information." There was hardness in the old man's voice that worried Severus, but he was still safe.

"Of course, headmaster," replied Severus.
Albus stood up walking around the small table that was in between him and his servant. It pleased him to see the almost invisible act of Severus tensing, but the dark haired man said nothing. It had always annoyed Albus that it was so hard to unnerve Severus or get a reaction out of him and the blasted man was just a bit too smart for his own good, but Albus needed the potions master.

Dumbledore stood behind Severus, a lone finger travelled along Severus' shin and down his jaw line.

"Good, very good…" Severus was already on his way to leave when Dumbledore continued. "Now now, Severus where are you in such a hurry? Maybe I need to school my pet better, you have been very naughty."
Severus paled visibly, forcing himself to calm down, Severus turned to face Dumbledore. Bracing himself, Severus mentally checked his mental barriers, before the pain started. Whatever people may think of the headmaster, it was false, the old man had no problems using the crucio. Severus still remembered the first time Dumbledore had used it on him, it was almost worse than the dark lords. He forced his mouth shut; he was not going to scream. He had never done it before so why start now?
Albus frowned, why was it so hard to make him scream. The old man stopped for a moment, but then a thought slipped into his brain, yes that would work, it was too easy.

"I think we will move to my personal chamber don't you think Severus?"

Severus had only been once inside of Dumbledore's sleeping chamber, it was a nice room. One big window showing the incredible view over the lake, with a huge bed covering a whole wall, there was no paintings, nothing that could warn a person a nicer form of a cell. There was only one way in and out, he was trapped.

"Now…" There was something weird with Dumbledore's voice, it was colder more calculating that usual. When the older wizard raised his wand and a weird feeling shot through his body, Severus tried to back away but found his body unable to move.

"What did you do to me?" Severus voice was barley a whisper but his voice carried through the rom.
SMACK!

"You will address me as master, is it understood pet!" There was slowly forming a red mark where Dumbledore had slapped him.

"Yes master."
A mad glint appeared in Dumbledore's eyes, he was going to brake his pet, make sure that no more blunders happened, after all Albus could not have the man ruin his well out thought plans.

Albus fought the urge to laugh, when he saw the terrified man on the floor. If he had known it felt this grate, making Severus scream/scared he would have done it years ago. Removing his robe, Dumbledore released his aching cock form its prison.

How well did Albus not remember when he had forced his entry into Severus mind, oh there was no way he Albus Dumbledore would be less competent than a drunken muggle. The abuse Severus had withstood by the hands of Tobias Snape had left eternal scars and trauma on the younger man and it pleased Albus to see that he had hit jack pot on Severus' weak spot.

"N-no, plea-ase don't…"

"Now, now my pet, you've been very bad and have to be punished," said Dumbledore with a sadistic smile on his face. Inching closer, Albus rolled the wand between his fingers.

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His whole body was aching, and he could smell the dried blood. Severus head felt dizzy, numb as if someone had assaulted his mental barriers for a long time. Lying there on the floor, unable to move, Severus had never felt emptier. He had thought he had gotten away from this when his father died, that the suffering and pain would end, but in the end it had only gotten worse. How many times had he not thought of ending his life?

Severus still remembered the first time his father had raped him, but that summer evening was still painfully clear in his mind. It had taken many years before he even could think about it without breaking down, and now he would have to go through everything again, only a lot worse, for who can stop an armed wizard, especially one as wicked and powerful as Dumbledore.

Albus stood watching the man lying on the floor, battered and bruised. A satisfied smirk lay on his lips, there was a hidden passion in torturing and raping, the forbidden had always tasted the sweetest. Putting his robes back on, Dumbledore left his own private chamber; he had matters to take care off. He was confident that Severus would never dare to cross him, and if the man did then Albus would have no problems disciplining him.

"Discipline Severus, discipline and obedience," with those words, Albus Dumbledore strode out of the chamber, leaving Severus there on the floor, lying in his own blood.

The words struck harder than any whiplash he had ever had to endure, the pain a hundred times worse. It was the exact words Tobias used to say.
Without discipline one cannot live, and obedience is what makes it possible.

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Harry was in a surprisingly good mood, and he had not even had sex. To be telling the truth he had not seen Rodolphus for the past two days but he tried not to think of it too much. He did not like being depressed, it was such a hassle. Floating down the stairs Harry, was trying to come up with a way to rid the world of one Albus Dumbledore but it was not easy. After all, the man had not survived this many years on luck.
Harry stopped dead in his tracks, someone was by the door. One thing was good with the castle, because you could only floo in with a special keyword, or else you had to be invited so the only way in was by the front door. The big wooden doors opened and in stepped a very battered Severus. It took a moment before Harry had gotten over his shock. Turning around Harry called for the others; Merlin knows that he sucked at healing spells.

"Come on Professor, what happened?" asked Harry, concern lacing his voice.

"N-need to s-s-speak with T-Tom," gasped Severus, he could barley produce any sound. Blood was dripping from his wounds and his body felt as if it was on fire.
It did not take long before Tom appeared, with Lucius hot on his tale, Rabastan and Bella were there too.

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Three hours later, when Severus was taken care of and asleep, drugged with dreamless sleep potion, the rest gathered in Tom's office.

"I can't believe the old codger did that to Severus," whispered Narcissa, she had gotten back o the castle immediately when she heard that Severus was hurt.

"There is not much we can do about it, but from now on we have to be very careful," said Tom; his face cold and emotionless.

"I'll contact the Weasleys and tell them to be more discreet," said Bella, before she swiftly left the room. No one said anything for a very long time, in the end they decided to tread carefully but start to sharpen the edges on their plan. It was very important that they got Dumbledore, before he would try something. And then of course there were those a bit more than fanatic members of the order of the phoenix that still were alive.

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Rabastan sat quietly by Severus bedside, he did not dare move or even breath. His heart was bleeding for his lover. Gently taking Severus pale and graceful hand in his own bigger hand, Rabastan forced himself to calm down. Dumbledore would pay for what he had done to Severus.

"R-Rab-bastan…?" croaked Severus, cracking one eye open.

"Severus, how're you feeling?"

"Numb" Was the simple answer he got and it worried him, because 99.9% of the time when one asked that question of Severus he would lie.
Dumbledore would pay.

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