Spring Break P.4
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Hermione awoke in a bedroom full off expensive furs, oriental carpets, fine silks, and swan feathered pillows. She didn't know where she was at but judging by the Slithering paint job she was positive she was I a place that she didn't want to be.
Eyes trained on the door she reached for her wand. It wasn't there. No doubt the Weasley's confiscated it from her in fear she would disappear or commit suicide on them. Scowling she cautiously turned the door knob.
The white walls of the hallway was covered with portraits. Most of which held pictures of men with long blonde hair.
"I'm in Malfoy manor." She whispered to herself. She didn't want to be here, but on the bright side what if Snape was here? She couldn't just leave him.
Walking softly she made her way down the spiral staircase to where the entrance was. Fighting the urge to flee she wondered around the main floor until he heard voices.
"She is not in her room sir." A scratchy female voice spoke.
"I figured as much. Go, she will come to me," Lucius shooed away his house elf, Tawny, "Isn't that right Ms. Granger?"
Spotted she opened the door to the dining room.
"Take a seat."
She went to the opposite head of the table and sat.
"You must be hungry. Eat." Lucius pointed to the food that crowded the table. She had to admit her stomach nearly ran to the table before she could calm her reactions. She hadn't eaten in days and even if she was hungry, which she was, she refused to take food from someone like him.
"Why am I here?" she asked crossing her arms.
"For my … entertainment."
"Don't you already have a wife to entertain you?"
"Narcissa? The woman divorced me the second the Dark Lord died. I can't say I miss her though. In public she was a rather nice trophy bit in bed," he rolled his eyes, "It's a wonder we had Draco. Trust me Granger if you had tried to bed her you would be so bored in a matter of seconds that you would gladly use your hands to pleasure yourself."
"I did not need to know that! Besides I already have someone."
"Severus I presume. You know it was through him that I learned of you Mistress Mionie."
Blushing, "I … I … don't know what you're talking about."
"After the fall of the Dark Lord Severus and I remained … friends. He would come here and keep me company. It is rather lonely here when your wife leaves and your only child refuses to speak to you. As time went by I noticed a … change in him."
"A change?"
"I figured he was getting laid."
"What does this have to do with me?"
"We had a friendly spar of sorts. During the duel I went into his head. I saw how happy you made him. How you changed him. And then what I saw was rather … interesting. Let's just say that I'll never look at mudbloods the same way again."
"Why me. Isn't there a lot of other girls out there who would love to have you."
"Of course, but after I saw you in his head I knew I had to have you. Then Greyback came back here with his plans to resurrect our fallen lord and that gave me the opportunity to get what I wanted and now here you are before me."
"Some friend you are."
Smiling, "As you notice your wand is not here. I am master of this house. You will succumb to me."
"I'm quite sure I won't."
"We'll see."
She glared at his cheeky smile far after the food had gone cold before she decided to ask, "Where's Severus?"
"At the ministry about now." He said checking his pocket watch, "You know it was rather peculiar as to how we caught him."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh did he not tell you."
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Flashback
"Where's Severus?" she asked.
"I … I don't know. Wait here I'm going to find him."
"I don't think so Ronald."
"I'm not doing this for him. In fact I'd be happy if the chap died. I'm doing this for Mionie's sake."
"It is not time to play hero Weasley!"
"Harry didn't want to be a hero and look what happened."
"Ronald …."
"Give me five minutes." Ron said leaving her.
Ronald saw Snape on the ground with Greyback hovering above him. Snape looked hurt, but Ron could tell that he was waiting for Greyback to do this. To have him against the ground with his target just inches above him.
Snape whipped out his wand and sent him flying before he weakly stood up. Seeing that his cloak was tor he threw it behind him when he noticed Ron.
"Go away." Snape barked at the boy.
"No, I came to help!" Ron persisted.
Snape ignored Ron as he used a spell to make the shrubbery bind Greyback to the ground. It wouldn't last forever, but long enough for all three of them to get away.
Snape raised his wand at the disgusting creature. Oh he wished so much so that he could kill him. Well he could, but since she came in his life he had tried to do better. He would not stoop so low ever again.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
He fell to the ground unable to move before Ron moved into his vision, "Sorry mate but I can't have you coming between Hermione and I. All is fair in love and war."
Snape watched as Ron grabbed his cloak and ran off. He couldn't believe Ron would have the balls to even think about raising a wand to him, more less actually hex him. The only person more surprised than him was Greyback who quickly tore through his binds.
Within five minutes he had called the other Death Eaters to him before picking up the still petrified Snape and apparating to Malfoy Manor …
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"Tell me what?" Hermione asked.
"Oh nothing. It's not my place to tell you." He said sipping his cold tea.
"Tell me what happened!" she growled at him in mock imitation of Snape.
Smiling, "Only if you behave starting with eating. I assure you the food is not poisonous."
"Could have fooled me." She muttered under her breath.
"Pardon?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"The food taste great." She said as she bit into a piece of toast.
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"Greyback," Averill Nettie said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
The Death Eaters now stood before the veil also known as the Arch of Souls at the Ministry of Magics.
"I didn't come all this way for nothing." Greyback growled.
"Fine then. As you know to first activate the veil we need a sacrifice and a rope of angelica blossoms which is tied to the traitor and acts as a guide for the sacrificed soul into the plane where the dead travel to the ends of time where their souls are split until they're reborn. It is crucial that the angelica rope must be thrown in the same time as the sacrifice.
The sacrificed soul will take his end of the angelica and attach it to Voldemort's soul thingy. When that is done a part of the lords soul will be drawn to his new vessel alias the traitor. It should take all of an hour to complete."
Greyback nodded at Nettie. Meanwhile Fiona was busy tying Snape up. The second the spell that Ron hit him with wore off he had become a bat out of hell. The man was hard to stop almost escaping a whopping six times. Eventually they stripped his wand from him and caught him.
"He is kinda cute. Do you have a sister by any chance?" Blaine asked him. Snape glared at her. He was hurt and there was nobody to save him, not that he expected as much.
"May I be the sacrifice?" Crabbe Sr. asked, "I have already lost everything. Please. Allow me to do this one last deed before I depart from this world forever."
"As you wish." Greyback said as he snapped his neck and tossed the angelica rope in after him. It was odd to see the rope of flowers go through one end, but not the other.
Inside Crabbe landed on what looked like a plane. A literal piece of Earth, but as he walked it felt as I the land was bobbing on some sort of boat. Further on he saw that the plane was of two pieces. One for the good and one for the bad like something straight out of the Illiad.
After what seemed like days he reached the darker side. No doubt the lord coveted the darkest mass of space.
"Father what are you doing here?" Crabbe asked.
"My son!" he smiled running to hug his son.
"Why are you here father? Your soul is darker than mine as a whole. I am on the borderline between the light and dark."
"I can see that."
"You should be further in."
"I have a mission you see," Crabbe Sr. said lifting up his flower rope, "I need to find Voldemort."
"Why?"
"To resurrect him!"
"Don't," his son pulled at his arms, "I see things differently now and father this is not the way. Please drop the rope. Refuse him."
"If I don't do it another will."
"Then you must do it alone."
Crabbe Sr. watched as his son resumed his spot and just stood there with an aimless look upon his face. Giving the boy one last look he ran further in.
"Avada Kadavra!"
Crabbe Sr. instantly dropped to his knees.
"Oh it's just you Crabbe. Are you here to mock me?" Voldemort asked. He looked crazed. Death obviously did not improve his mood.
"I am here to free you my lord. I shall tie this around your waste and you shall be free."
"You lie." Voldemort spat as he continued to wave a nonexistent wand around.
"I swear on my grave sir."
The Dark Lord seemed to consider him before he let Crabbe Sr. tie it around his waist and tug.
"Good bye my lord." Crabbe bowed as the man disappeared from the plane.
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"Owww!" Harry screamed reaching for his scar.
"What is it Harry?" Ginny asked.
"My scar … it burns."
"It's happened before?"
"Only when Voldemort's around."
"Dear Merlin!" McGonagall gasped as she apparated back to her office.
"What troubles you Minerva?"
"Albus, we have a problem."
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Severus at first felt a gentle tug. Then he felt as if fire were trying to mend his bones. The pain was like nothing he had ever felt before. He felt someone, something intruding into his mind. Reading his thoughts, reliving his memories before he himself mentally checked out.
Looking at Snape lay still on the floor, "Is he alright?" Blaine asked.
"My Lord?" Greyback asked hesitantly.
"My wand Fenrir."
Greyback looked at Snape rise and talk. He sounded the same, but one look at his eyes clearly had possessed scrawled all over them.
"It is not here my lord." Fenrir said.
"Then where is it? I will kill that boy and Snape. Oh yes he has yet to see my true capabilities ..."
"Your wand is at Blaine's residence. Snape however is closer than you think."
"And what does that mean?" Voldemort looked around then down at his own pasty hands before he demanded a mirror be conjured. How dare they put his soul in Snape's body! How dare … wait … this might not be so bad after all.
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"Severus!" Hermione squealed. He was alive and walking into the bedroom Lucius assigned for her. In an instant she wrapped her arms around him.
"Severus I thought you were dead! I was so sad, you … you cant ever do that to me again!" she continued on until he roughly grabbed a handful of her hair.
"Oww Severus what is with you! Let go of me!" Hermione cried.
"Potter will come for the mudblood." Voldemort said.
"What is wrong with oww let me go!" she kicked at him again and again.
"My lord perhaps you could leave her to me … for the mean time?" Lucius said.
"My lord?" Hermione asked as she gave Snape a once over, "What's wrong with your eyes Severus?"
"You do not know the dark lord when you see him?" Voldemort asked her.
"Voldemort?" she palled.
Dropping her to the ground, "Fenrir has brought me back from the dead in this disgusting body which I will use as a vessel to rid the world of mudbloods. Instead of killing you the way I wish I have been threatened to have Fenrir turn your lot into dogs or he'll send me back."
He paused, "And I'm not going back … ever."
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"Come on Hermione where are you?" Harry paced.
"I wish we could just accio Hermione." Ron huffed.
"Can you two stop pacing about!" Ginny scolded in Molly-like fashion.
"Well that solves that." Harry started.
"Solves what?" they asked.
"We're going to check every known Death Eater spot for her. My money's on Malfoy Manor since Ron did say he saw him there."
"Why would he be there?" Ron stuttered, "Why would they keep a git like Snape in a mansion?"
"You do have a point …" Ginny agreed.
"That's what I was thinking Ron," Harry said as Ron let out a happy sigh, "Why hide him in an obvious place when you can hide him somewhere we least expect. Thus the chances are roughly 30% higher that he'd be there. But first I think we should go to his place and dig up any gagdgetts that can aid us preferably before your parents and McGonagall gets home. Agreed?"
"Agreed."
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"Do you think he warded 'it'?" Ginny asked.
"Knowing Snape? Absolutely." Harry said steeping forward.
"Maybe we should knock first?" Ron asked.
Rolling her eyes, "Come on Ron."
Once Harry touched the doorknob it fell in his hands. Wands up they entered the premises. When the last one closed the door the door vanished.
"Umm Harry …" Ron started to panic.
"Quiet Ron everything's going to be ok." Harry told him.
"That's what Hagrid said about the spiders."
"Shh." Ginny told them. Back to back they walked around. Apparently some of his wards had already been activated. Proof of this was the Death Eater who was impaled on the kitchen wall with Cayenne Pepper in his eyes.
"Leave him." Harry said as they continued on. In the kitchen was a door to the back. Harry opened it and they followed. Instead of taking them outside it lead Harry to Snape's bedroom closet where those hideous black cloaks tried to choke him to death while Ginny landed in the shower with the scolding water and Ron was inhaling fumes from the fireplace.
Harry set fire to the cloaks as he kicked the door open into the master bedroom which was also black. Trying not to gag Harry took a quick break on the bed which started to sink in. Ginny had managed to get out of the shower with a few red spots on her whilst Ron was still stuck.
Ginny ran to help Ron. Every time she cast a spell the fire rose.
"Go help Harry and leave me the bloody hell alone!" Ron shouted at her. With an idea in her head she ran to the sink, filled a bowl up with water, and flung it on the fire. This time it went out. Then she used her wand to shrink Ron then bring him back to size outside of the fireplace.
Harry was still sinking with no immediate help.
"Dobby!" he shrieked.
"Yes master!" he appeared out of nowhere and helped Harry out.
"Thanks Dobby." Harry panted just as Ron and Ginny rentered.
"Dobby can ask Slate to turn off wards!" Dobby chanted.
"You do that." Harry encouraged. Seconds later a charcoal grey house elf appeared before them.
"Where is Master Potter?" Slate, the house elf, asked.
"He's dead." Harry said softly.
"Not true Potter. If master is dead then I would be able to leave Master's house, but I cant. That is why Slate activated wards."
"Not dead?" Ginny eyes widened.
"But I saw him die." Ron told the elf.
"I shall turn wards off. Master will not be happy with Slate." He said snapping his fingers.
"Thanks." Harry told the elf.
"Can Dobby get you anything sir?" Dobby asked.
"Unless you got a way to track down Hermione hiding under your clothes …" Harry said.
"Sorry sir." Dobby said sadly.
"If you promise to bring Master back Slate will help." Slate told Harry.
"Sure!" Harry smiled at the downcast elf.
Slate disappeared and came back with a small shoe box.
"These are charmed friendship bracelets. As long as you get girl to wear one, with the other you can find her easily."
"Friendship bracelets?" Ron laughed.
"Do not laugh at Master! They were a gift from Potter's mother." Slate growled at Ron.
"Good now how are we going to get her to wear one?" Ginny asked.
"I can help sir. I am friends with a number of house elves." Dobby said.
"Alright then. Get going."
"Right." Dobby said disappearing in thin air.
"Slate," Harry said, "We're going to need to look around a bit."
The house elf nodded before he too disappeared.
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Hermione had been confined to her bed room ever since the Snape-a-mort, Voldeverus, or whatever one calls a Snape possessed by Voldemort's vengeful spirit came to her two days ago. Eyeing the clock it was well past midnight when her door opened and a nude Lucius walked in.
Hermione looked at him and laughed out loud with tears in her eyes. The fit she was having had nothing to do with his long wavy locks, or the fact that he came into her room, but the fact that he majestically threw off his robe to bare all to her with that small package.
Well that was just pathetic. Utterly hilarious. He may be average, but she was accustomed to the best.
"What are you laughing at?" He demanded feeling slightly self conscious.
"At your short temper."
"I don't have a short temper!"
"I guess your patience comes in short supply? I see that you wanted to show me your little package." She cried as she tossed and turned over her bed in a fit of giggles.
"I see," Lucius made his way to her, "That is another thing Snape does better than me."
"Wha … what are you doing?"
He took the belt from his robes and tied her arms together.
"Not so funny now is it?"
"You are a wee bit ill tempered aren't you?"
"A Slytherin characteristic."
"Clearly. Now let me go!"
He answered her with a kiss on her neck while holding her legs down to keep her from struggling. As she whined he took off her shirt followed closely by a bra.
"Hmm let's see how you taste." He said moving his tongue over her nipples. She tried to get away, but panicked.
"Let me go!" she managed to kick him in his side so he bit down hard on her nipple causing her to yelp from the pain. Then he used his left hand to hold her wrist together while his right hand had found its way between her legs.
She tried to pull her thighs together to stop him, but nothing worked. She couldn't think. All she could do was feel. Feel his cold hands moving inside of her and the vile rising in her throat.
"Help me!" she thought and screamed aloud.
After a few minutes he pulled his finger out to taste her. He took a small lick, before he practically began to suck on his fingers.
"That lucky bastard!" Lucius said aloud before positioning himself to enter her when he was hit with a stunning spell from behind.
"Severus!" she said thankfully as she kicked Lucius off of her.
"Hermione," he pulled her in his arms, "I do not have much time. Voldemort's very presence in my body is paining me."
"I wont leave without you."
"But I'm afraid that I will leave you wether any one of us likes that ideal or not."
"How come you're talking to me now?"
"I heard you screaming for me in my head. I had to save you. Please just go."
"Go where? And I said that I am not leaving without you!"
"My wards have went off. I think your friends are at my home." He said pulling her from the bed and to the floo, "While he's asleep you need to go and do not come back for me."
"But Severus I …"
"I know." He said throwing the powder into the fire place, "My home. Now go and don't return Ms. Granger or you will have detention for a month!" he said as he pushed her in.
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"Dobby saw Hermione go in fire!" Dobby smiled as he appeared before Harry.
"What fire?" Harry asked as the fireplace was overcome by green flames and a very nude Hermione fell out.
"Hermione!" they all shouted as they ran to her.
"He … he's alive!" Hermione said as Slate retrieved a blanket to wrap herself up in. As she sat there she told them what had happened.
"So Voldemort is back." Harry leered.
"Snape's alive." Ron whispered to himself. He had to change that. That stupid Death Eater was supposed to kill him. What kind of world does one live in where you can't even count on a Death Eater to kill someone?
As the evening drew to a close the fireplace lit up again. Out of it spewed tendrils of gnarly dark oak wood.
"Get behind me!" Harry ordered them.
"Do not fear me child." An ederly, but powerful voice boomed from the fireplace.
"Dumbledore?" Ron asked.
"I am not your Professor children. But, I am a friend who wishes the war on muggles over and has come to bestow a gift upon you." The voice said as a book came out of the fireplace.
"You will need this to understand." The voice said before the tendrils retreated and all was calm again.
"A book?"
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