Chapter 7: Laid To Rest
Mature Content Ahead, Rape Elements Ahead...
Cemetery, Cokeworth, England, Muggle World...
Heavy rain had been pouring down on the solemn son of Severus Sebastian Snape. Regulus Snape had spent a good deal of time trying to forget the inevitable as he fumbled through pubs and dark alleys in search of a way to put it all behind him. He had been more like Snape than he realized as he stood letting the heavy drops fall upon him, his lengthy raven hair had been soaked and sticking to his black suit clad broad shoulders.
His the suit had belonged to Severus Snape and had been the only other article of clothing he had at Spinner's End. It looked to be something for the occasion so the younger Snape put it on without a thought to what his old man had worn it for.
The swollen clouds of seemingly endless gray only damped his already low mood. He elected to show up sober, given his mother had no outside family, if she had she had never mentioned them choosing instead to focus on her life with Severus Snape.
Regulus could never understand how a muggle woman like Elaine Hillar could leave her world to pursue a relationship with a closely guarded recluse of a wizard like Severus S. Snape and be as devoted to him as she was. Initially, he believed his mother might have been under some sort of potions effect given that Snape was a Potions Master and capable of a great many things.
He had been enraged when the dour wizard told him that he had indeed been the product of rape, but his mother explained how that had only been partly true. She defended Severus Snape's memory to her son with her last breath and he never understood why given how often Snape left them alone to live out his other life in England.
As he got older, Regulus was told bits and pieces of his parents history. The most important story she told her son was that her name had not truly been Elaine Chilton, and that she had come from a very wealthy muggle family in the English countryside. She had told her only son that a night out with friends turned into a very deadly affair and that if it had not been for his father she would have indeed been senders at his feet.
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Hillar & Chilton Bookstore, England, Muggle World...
Delilah Mildred Fairchild had been skeptical about going out despite the good weather and the company of her friends. She had been tired and wished to stay home and do some reading. She had been accompanied by Elaine Hillar, Georgia Louise Stevens, Amy Chilton.
Like Elaine and Amy, Delilah had come from a wealthy muggle family and enjoyed spending time with them. They were set to start another grueling session at Uni and she was more interested in studying before the pop quizzes began to roll in.
Elaine wished to go out for a bit and get in some fun before they all had to go back to "hitting the books" so to speak.
Georgia had been all for it as had Amy.
Delilah had been against it but succumbed to the pressure from her peers and all four of them loaded into Amy's jeep for the trip. There had been nothing special about four teenage girls with a driving permit and the world at their finger tips to get out and enjoy themselves before classes began.
On the way to a favorite dining spot, Georgia wished to stop by Amy and Elaine's family bookstore for a special edition textbook they had in stock that she had been waiting weeks for.
It began as a trip with all giggles and hopes for the future. There was even talk of good looking gentlemen to settle down with and children that would come of marriage and happiness.
As the girls participated in idol chatting, a ball of light came from out of nowhere and caused Elaine to swerve off the road.
The next thing they all knew everything went dark and they ended up in a strange room of cold gray stone. There were strange creatures around them, one with glowing red eyes and another like a beast of some kind.
Others wore robes of gray and various masks of white. Delilah had been passed over as the beast took both Amy and Georgia. She could hear their screams as they were pulled into darkness never to be seen again.
One of those cloaked in gray laid claim to Elaine whom took one last look at Delilah before she too was pulled away into darkness. She had not screamed seeming to come to the conclusion that she was going to die. She mouthed good-bye to Delilah as tears streamed down her cheeks.
The gray clad brute pulled her by her hair laughing at her self imposed strength as if it meant nothing to him.
When Delilah's turn came, she was presented to a strange looking teenage boy with the darkest eyes she had ever seen. His skin was as pale as a ghost and he was incredibly thin. His hair was long reaching his back and shoulders and he wore black.
She had not known it then, but this was her first introduction to newly recruited death eater Severus Sebastian Snape. He didn't seem capable of any emotions as he looked upon her.
The creature with glowing red eyes spoke and he replied in a strangely monotone voice. He had the essence of youth but the harshness of adulthood in his voice that seemed to invoke a sense of pity in her.
In her mind, she believed he had not been like the others. He did stick out like a sore thumb despite his attempts to be counted among them.
He called the strange creature "my lord."
She thought it odd and equally terrifying.
"SSS-She is-s-s your-s-s S-S-Severus." it hissed like a serpent. "T-Take her as you will."
"Thank you, my lord." the strange boy known as Severus replied almost dutifully.
Delilah found herself looking into the obsidian eyes of Severus Snape shortly before he raised what looked to be a sleep black stick and everything went dark.
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Delilah awoke in a strange bedroom finding that she had been bound by her limbs and gagged. Panic filled her and her heart rate increased.
"What are you doing?" asked the voice from the darkness.
She seemed to calm when she realized whom it was.
"S-Severus." she said recalling the name the creature had used before.
The teenager climbed onto the bed with the same sleek black stick pointed at her throat.
"How do you know my name?" he asked seemingly paranoid by her recognition.
"I-I heard that thing mention it." replied Delilah honestly.
"Thing?" asked Severus with an arched brow.
"With the red eyes." she continued. "What you call...lord."
Severus glared at her intently for a moment.
"You." he said annoyed. "You should learn to keep your thoughts quiet."
"I-I didn't know they were so loud." she said as if desperate to connect with him in some fashion.
"Your little friends are already gone." he said bluntly, confirming her recent thought.
Delilah had been saddened but remained strong despite her heartbreak.
"That will not help you, it did little for your friend Elaine." he said watching her for a reaction.
"I know." she replied as the tears fell down her cheeks. "Are you going to do the same to me?"
Severus was silent for a moment. Then he sighed as if a conversation with her was taking a good deal of effort.
"I am...not so barbaric as that." he replied in an emotionless tone. "Your end will be quick and painless."
"I thank you for that much at least." she replied seeming to resign to her fate.
"Are you not afraid?" he asked as if confused.
"Why fear what's already known?" she replied without emotion. "It's what isn't known that tends to frighten people."
Severus glared at her as if she had been mental.
"You do not fear death?" he asked still confused by her attitude.
"I fear not knowing." she replied sadly. "I suppose we should get whatever you plan to do to me over with."
Severus seemed startled by her cooperation. No one had ever cooperated before, least of all spoken to him with such hopeful familiarity.
"I am going to ravage you until I've had my fill and then you are to be eliminated." he said in a harsh tone.
It did little to effect the already resigned Delilah Fairchild.
"Do what you please." she said emotionless.
Something in her strange mood as he drew back from her. He paced the side of the room a bit before turning the sleek black stick he held so firmly within his large pale hands.
"What is your name?" he asked almost hissing as the red eyed creature had.
"D-Delilah." she said finding it strange to be telling the person whom would be her murderer her name. "Delilah Fairchild."
Severus sighed again.
"I am, Severus." he said for seemingly no reason at all. "Severus S. Snape, you are a muggle...non magical being brought to the fortress of the dark lord for the amusement of our brothers...he gave you to me as a reward for my loyalty in a brewing wizarding war. "
"A-Are you a wizard Severus?" asked Delilah nervously. "I've never seen one before."
"I-I am." he replied.
Severus showed her the sleek black stick her gripped.
"This is my wand." he said with a smirk. "At least the one I hold in my hand the longest."
Delilah wanted to laugh at the joke but her eyes were fixed on the "wand" he held, it was clear the sleek black stick had the power to end her life.
"A-Are you going to...?" she began.
"Not yet." he replied with a glint of something dark behind his already dark eyes. "I'm suppose to ravage you remember?"
Delilah had not known what that meant but she figured it would be worse if it had not been a wizard as nice as Severus, at least he spoke to her in possibly her final conversation before her death.
"Okay." she said.
Severus seemed nervous as he stepped away from her. She could tell by shuffling sound that he was shedding his robes. Delilah had never seen a boy naked before, she had only been sixteen and this Severus Snape had been the only one to show any sort of interest in her, sexual or otherwise.
She closed her eyes for a moment, reflecting on her life before all of this happened. There had been so much she wanted to experience and then it hit her, she had never even had her first kiss.
The make-shift bed she had been tied to dipped as Severus climbed onto it then onto her. She didn't know what to make of the numerous scars that lined the pale young wizard's body and her eyes seemed to be fixated on them.
"S-Severus." she said rather nervously.
The raven haired teen moved between her thighs causing her to tense up.
"What?" he asked unsure why she had been so tense given her resignation in terms of her fate.
"I-I've never done this before." she said softly. "I've never even had my first kiss."
Severus froze for a moment.
"Y-You're a...a virgin?" he asked as if in disbelief.
"Y-Yes." she replied seemingly ashamed. "I-I never had much luck with boys back home."
"Fuck." hissed Severus attempting to pull away from her.
"P-Please don't..." she started. "Please don't go...if this is going to be my last night alive...I'm glad that I get to spend it with someone like you."
Severus had been confused. She was told she was going to be killed and that she was given to him to be raped and discarded like yesterday's waste and here she was being sweet and hopeful for something good to come out of it.
"Why?" he asked stunned. "No one has ever...why are you so strange?"
Delilah sighed.
"I-I don't know." she replied. "You looked so sad when I first saw you...it's kind of like...well I use to feel before I met my friends."
"Your friends are dead." said the teenage wizard spitefully.
"I know." said Delilah near tears. "And I know that you aren't very nice...but if this is my last night, perhaps you can make a few concessions...like a last request."
Severus seemed to take what she said into consideration.
"Y-You are...as you wish." he said conceding to her request.
He moved back between her legs and seemed quite nervous as he pressed his pale lips into her soft pink ones. She closed her eyes in a bid to recall every second to memory, despite the impending knowledge of her death at this boy's hands.
Severus pulled back after a while and looked down at her harshly.
"There's your kiss." he said harshly but lacked the conviction.
Before Delilah could say anything more, Severus positioned himself at her entrance in a bid to get this all over with. This strange girl had made him quite uncomfortable and he had been a very busy death eater.
The clueless Delilah gasped as Severus entered her rather forcefully taking his pleasure in the wake of her pain. As he thrust rather clumsily into her, he began to note the soft whimpers and tears coming from her. He slowed his pace feeling what he knew not as his guilt and took to kissing her as he thrust to make up for his rude entry.
As the hours passed, Delilah found that she enjoyed Severus' antics and that she felt sad that this was to be their only encounter. She felt the rush of his release and he pulled away from her as quick as he could manage.
"I-I have to...kill you now." he said almost as if the thought of the act brought him great pain.
He pulled up his trousers and moved toward the shadows. He refused to look at her given all that they had shared.
"C-Can you untie me, just for a second." she said softly. "I-I never got to touch you."
Severus didn't understand this girl at all. He had just told her he was going to kill her after raping her for several hours. Instead of screaming out in terror and cowering at his touch, she wanted to touch him in return.
Without thinking, he used his want to release one of her hands and walked over toward her. She ran her fingers across his bare chest feeling the scars she had been so fascinated with.
"You aren't such a bad person, Severus." she said sweetly. "I might have dated you in another life...perhaps even married you."
He rolled his eyes not believing her in the slightest.
"I'm ready." she said taking a breath. "At least I got the chance to become a woman with a nice boy like you."
Severus raised his wand but didn't utter the incantation. He walked over toward her and kissed her passionately. She returned his kiss at peace with what was to become of her. She heard the boy's voice and then everything went dark.
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Delilah Fairchild awoke to find that she had been in the center of an open field. The wind was blowing and it was quite cold but she had been certain that she was alive. In her state of confusion, she barely registered the lone figure standing a short distance from her.
"S-Severus?" she said confused.
"Where you go from here is not my concern." he said in a cold and emotionless tone. "I have done quite enough putting myself at risk as it is."
He handed her a small pouch and waved his wand creating something warm for her to wear as if out of thin air.
"Keep to the shadows, one never knows when the snatchers will be out...don't ever travel alone and for Merlin's sake don't let me see you in that throne room again." he said as he attempted to step away from her. "I suggest you get a new identity, I've gone through great pains to ensure my brothers believed you to be dead."
Delilah grabbed him by the collar and for an instant they stared into each other's eyes. Grateful tears streamed down her cheeks as she kissed him with all the passion she could muster. Severus pulled away at the last second and moved to prepare his departure.
"Thank you, Severus." she said meaningfully.
"Don't thank me." he replied bitterly. "Forget I ever existed."
A loud clap of thunder resounded and he was gone.
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Delilah Fairchild made her way down a short stretch of highway where she ended up at a far off bed and breakfast. The old couple, Mr. and Mrs. Bower ran it and they took her in ensuring that she became apart of their family, when they asked her name she told them that it had been Elaine, Elaine Louise Hillar.
Elaine assisted the couple with their business and became like the daughter they never had. Three months into her new life, Elaine fell ill, or at least she believed she had until a trip to the clinic with Mrs. Bower.
The doctor revealed to her that she had been pregnant.
Elaine had only been sixteen years old when an eighteen year old Severus Snape had gotten her pregnant.
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Cemetery, Cokeworth England, Muggle World...
Regulus couldn't hold back the tears that swelled in the corners of his eyes. His mother had made sure to tell him that story before the news of Severus Snape's death reached them. She had not wanted him to hate the wizard that had done so much for her even if it had been as a result of a moment of weakness.
He wondered if she was truly happy or if she was reunited with the grouch old man in another life. She had been a wonderful woman given all she endured to keep their little family together. The news of her husband's death was the final nail in her coffin. She lingered a bit for the sake of her son but she simply could not bare life without Severus Snape.
Regulus placed a black rose over his mother's fine wood casket as the rain continued to pour around him. He wanted to believe that the two of them final enjoyed a happiness in their next life that eluded them in this one.
He took his leave of the cemetery needing a drink now more than ever.