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Chapter Twelve
Sable sat on the train, his new companion sleeping on his shoulders. Creed hovered at the top of the compartment, disguised as a shadow. He knew better though. Creed was much darker than a normal shadow and had the tendency to shift slightly. The teen smirked, reaching up to stroke Cordelia's tail. She cooed pleasantly in response, burrowing more under his long hair for added warmth. He had gotten used to her crawling through his clothes and hair. The whole platform had been buzzing about the strange boy who had arrived with the potions professor. Speculations were running amuck. There were rumors that he was Severus's son, some that he was a young Death Eater in training and some even that he was the man's young charge, left to him in the death of a friend or loved one. He had found it all rather amusing. Severus had not. The compartment door opened quickly.
"No, he is not. Ronald, how could you even-! Oh." Hermione stood at the door, blushing in embarrassment at being overheard and not seeing the pretty stranger in the compartment, "I'm sorry. We'll find another place."
Ron however, was curious. Far too curious.
"Hey! Aren't you Snape's kid? Who are you exactly?" The red head asked suspiciously.
Sable held down the feelings of dislike. What had he ever seen in these two brown nosers? They were both outright unpleasant.
"I am Sable Noa Snape. I am Professor Snape's cousin." He replied in a calm, cultured way, taking Severus's warning to act like a proper Snape to heart.
Ron snorted making Hermione elbow him in the ribs.
"My condolences." The Weasle groused, rubbing his ribs tersly.
Sable's eyes flashed dark.
" Yes. You must be Weasley. Severus told me of you and your prejudicial idiocy. Well then let me lay this down now. I do not like you and you don't like me so I'll make it really easy for you. Stay away from me and I won't send something horrible crawling through your common room at night." He hissed with a dark grin, opening the book he had been reading back up.
Ron glared but laughed out loud.
"What are you gonna do? Send your little Death Eater friends to hit us with pillows?"
Hermione grabbed her boyfriend's arm in a tight hold suddenly, her eyes wide and frightened.
"Do what he says, Ron." She whispered quickly, already backing away and trying to drag her boyfriend with her.
Weasley just shook her off angrily.
"Why? What the hell is he gonna do, Hermione?" He asked with impatience embedded in his voice.
She pointed at the book he was reading. The title, clearly on display, was 'Necromancy Through The Ages: Moulding The Dark Gift'. She thought he was a Necromancer. And why not? He could control nearly all types of undead. He wasn't a Necromancer but it was a good cover. He was training for it though. As well as many other interesting practices. Ron turned sheet white and scurried off like the rodent he was. Much to Sable's annoyance though, the annoyance left the compartment door open, practically inviting the newer addition inside. Draco Malfoy stepped up to the door with a similar curiosity in his eyes. The blond smirked, stopping at the door and Sable narrowed his eyes. Draco bowed slightly, making the Inferi raise an eyebrow.
"May I come in and join you, Lord Necromancer?"
The other children in the hallway stared, whispering amongst themselves. Sable nearly grinned. The rumor would spread and it would come to the Headmaster. The old coot would approach him. That was exactly what he wanted.
"You may enter, Draco Malfoy."
Draco sat at his side after shutting the door and casting a locking and silencing charm. He observed Sable for a long moment, watching the boy read. Cordelia was now watching him with something like the way a cat watches a vulture. Wondering if she dared trying to pick a fight with him.
"Our Lord has been in an uproar, my Lord. He is rather…upset with you." Draco said calmly, pulling out a book of his own.
It was an old diary it seemed. A very familiar diary. A feral smile graced his features. My my my. However had he come across THAT? Last time he had checked, Lucius Malfoy had had it and it had been destroyed. The diary sat innocently in his hand, whole once more.
"Is he now? That sounds like a personal problem to me."
Draco smirked slightly, a twitch of the lips so slight Sable nearly missed it.
"Personal indeed. It sounded very personal. Our Lord told me to give you this. He says that he recreated it to be able to communicate with you outside of the Headmaster's knowledge. The book will heat up when either of you has written to each other." Draco handed him the book, watching with some curiosity while Sable inspected in amusedly. "May I ask a question, my Lord?"
"You may."
"I have stidied Inferi thoroughly for some time and I know that you were Turned." He had obviously caught Sable's attention for the teen looked up at him with a smirk, "Who were you before you died?"
Sable chuckled wryly, while Cordelia jumped down to scurry around the boxlike compartment. He took a moment to open a Tupperware container of raw, bloody meat for her to eat, taking another out for himself. He had found that he could stave off the mess that occurred at Tom's home if he occasionally took part in raw meat. And he had to admit, it was not bad at all. The super hyped up enzymes in his saliva broke it down so quickly that it nearly fell apart in his mouth. It was delicious. He was eager to be able to kill. He wanted to try kissing his enemies. His saliva worked like a komodo dragon's except much deadlier. Sadly, it didn't work on Tom. How he would love to lick his happy parts literally off. He hadn't yet figured out why it didn't effect him but he had Severus working on it as well. Probably had something to do with him having his blood in his veins and being only partially human. It would naturally grant him immunity.
"I don't think that is quite necessary for you to know. Yet." He answered the teen who looked at the meat dubiously.
Cordelia had settled into hers happily. Harry picked up his forked and popped one into his mouth, making Draco look nauseous.
"It's just steak, Malfoy. Calm down. I don't eat people."
Draco looked only slightly relieved.
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