A/N: Still don't feel right about writing a story without an author's note... This part stresses the point that this is an Alternate Universe story. In fact, it's stressed so much that even *I* can't believe I've written it. Hey, just a random saying in here... *Snape rhymes with Rape.* Anyways... This really reminds me of a certain Yaoi writer's work, and her name was Tabby... ALthough it was COMPLETELY unintentional, okay??? PLEASE BELIEEV ME!!!
Laters,
Damy
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Damy at the Burrow
Chapter 2
We had all gotten dressed, and we went to the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron rushed off, to mail his mother. I was giddy from excitement. I was gonna be able to go to his house for Christmas! Well, if his mother said yes. I started thinking about what all fun we could have, when I sat down at the table, and pulled myself a flagon of pumpkin juice. I also pulled up a few pieces of toast and some eggs.
I was just munching, waiting for Ron, and Missy popped in right next to me.
"What's up?"
"Nothing really. Just waiting for Ron to ask his Mom permission for me to come for the Holidays."
"Oh." She sounded really nonplussed.
"Where's Fred and George?"
"Oh, I don't know. Around."
And she walked off. My eyes went out of my head, and I was staring after her. You see, She, Fred, and George had this whole entire 'I love those other 2' thing going on. All 3 of them were in love. So, this was very odd. Even odder still was the fact that she didn't want to talk with them... I was snapped out of my trance by Ron sitting down next to me.
"Hey!"
"Did you mail your mom?"
"Yup. Pig's gonna go with Twinkles. Mum needs to see what happened..."
"You never told her?"
"Erm... No."
"Okay..."
It was a comfortable silence. He ate some porridge. It was remarkable how when ever he ate ANYTHING he looked hot.
"How do you do that?"
"What?" he said, porridge in his mouth on a spoon.
"THAT." I said, indicating the spoon.
"It's easy, you know. You pick up the spoon by its handle, and you dip it in the porridge. You do a thing called a scoop, and you-"
"Not that, you nitwit!" I said, and my hair blazed playfully.
Fred walked by, with a piece of bread, and speared it on a knife. He held it over my head, and sat down next to me, and started turning his bread, browning it evenly.
"What are you doing?" I said, annoyed.
"Toasting bread, old chap. What have you two been up to? And what's with the pants?"
He continued twisting the bread, and I felt a blush come to my face as a harsh laugh came from Parvati. I hate her guts. She's just jealous because Ron had spent all his time with me.
"They match my hair, Fred. Fred, right?"
"Yeah."
"And we haven't been up to anything. What's up with you? Have you asked Missy over for the holidays?"
"Er... No. Not really..."
"What do you mean, not really?"
"Well... I just haven't, okay? Just... I don't wanna talk about it. Have you seen Missy, anyway?"
"Er... A minute ago... She went that way. Where's George?" Ron asked.
Fred just got up, grabbed a pad of butter, and walked off, mumblng something like 'Bonehead brother.' Ron and I just looked at each other. We were interrupted by a cackle from Parvati and Lavender's general direction. I turned my head and looked at them, and they were pointing at me and laughing.
"Excuse me? What's so funny?"
They just giggled even harder, and pointed at me. I raised an eyebrow, and Ron just stared at them. I was pretty short, well, compared to Ron, and I didn't look imposing, but I could get nasty. Grandpa hated it, but... Well, there's a few things that are nice to know. I pushed myself away from the table, and stood up and walked over to them. I sat down in a chair I pulled up, and crossed my legs, then draped my hands over my legs. My hair had died out a long time ago, sometime after Fred walked away with his toast.
"Would you all kindly inform me of what is so funny?"
They just giggled, and started laughing.
"Please. Inform me."
"Damy, don't!" Ron said, and he was fixing to get up from the table.
I held out my hand.
"Don't worry, Ron. I'll be fine. Just worry about them. Now, you two... What is so funny?" I said, innocently.
They just pointed and started uproarous laughter.
"He's so... Hahahaha..." Parvati said, laughing.
I was getting paranoid.
"I know! And... he's so short, and he's so... HAHAHA!!!!" Lavender continued.
"What?"
"He's so... HAHAHA... He's so... HAHAHAHAHAH!"
"I know! Isn't it a... HAHAHAH.... Riot? HAHAHA!!!!"
"WHAT IS SO FUNNY!!!!" I said, and my hair went up in a ball of flame. I stamped my foot on each syllable, and flames leapt up out of them.
"He's so gay! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"I know!!!! And he's so... HAHAHA... Short, and he's so... Tall.... HAHAHAHA!!!!"
"AND HE'S SO ANGRY!!!!" I said, a little bit louder and angrier, flaming my hair almost about a foot.
They just laughed even harder.
"RON AND I ARE NOT HAVING ANY PHSYICAL RELATIONSHPS YOU STUPID IDIOTS!!!!" I yelled, LOUD, and stood up. My hair had changed to a blue flame, which was VERY new for me, and I had started yelling even more at them.
"WHAT'S WITH YOU, YOU STUPID BITCHES? DO YOU HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN SIT THERE AND GIGGLE AT PEOPLE YOU DEEM DIFFERENT THAN YOURSELVES??? DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S SO FUNNY? YOU TWO!!!! IN THE HEAD!!!"
Flames had started shooting out of every part of my body, and I was surrounded by a wall of flame. I all of a sudden noticed the intense silence of the people around me, and I still was yelling.
"WHY HAVE YOU STOPPED LAUGHING, HUH? I SEEMED PRETTY DAMN FUNNY TO YOU WHENEVER I WAS ACTING NICE!!! EVER WONDER WHY I LOSE MY TEMPER SO MUCH??? IT'S BECAUSE OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU!! NOW, IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP, I'LL BE FORCED TO DO SOMETHING YOU WON'T LIKE!!!! OH, WAIT!! YOU'VE ALREADY STOPPED!!"
I was snarling like a dog now, and flame was spreading all around me, and I was so pissed. All of a sudden, I was grabbed by a hand on my shoulder.
"WHAT IS IT?" I said, turning around. Snape was staring in my face, and everyone else was. I shrugged his hand off my shoulder, and calmed down some.
"What is it, Snape?" Icy and cold was the tone, unlike my hair.
"One-hundred and fifty points from Gryffindor, and you have another bout of detentions." He said, and his cold tone was rivalling mine. He pulled my face up to me, and made me look in his eyes. He then poured pumpkin juice in my hair, and it doused out. He kneeled down some, and looked me straight in the eye.
"Detention for the next week. Damien."
He hissed my name, and his hand squeezed my jaw.
"You're lucky my grandfather isn't here, or you'd be burned to a crisp."
"I guess I'm lucky, huh? Why don't you do it?"
"I have better things to do than worry about YOUR ass."
"Hahaha. You won't say that after tonight..."
I slapped his hand away, and turned and sat down, giving hateful glowers at Lavender and Parvati. He walked away, chuckling darkly, and I just rested my head in my hands. This day was not going well. Ron just finished his breakfast in silence, and he walked me back to the common room. I had about 5 minutes to take a shower and get all the pumpkin juice out of my hair, then run to Potions. I bid Ron a good-bye hug, and then I started for the bathroom. On the way, I passed the plant.
"Man... Damy, what happened? Pumpkin juice in your hair, a mean look on your face, and your clothes look like hell!"
The plant was the offspring of a demented 'Venusian SInging Bloodtrap.' Earlier that year, I had accidentally fought the plant to the death, and it's baby I had saved, because it didn't drink blood. It was pure white, and looked quite pretty and cute. I had set it up there, and it hadn't grown much because it didn't want to live there forever. Ron and I had told it about the Burrow, and it had joyfully agrred. It could keep away the gnomes, which i heard were a problem. Everyone loved it, because it was like someone to talk to, and it sang. It was very nice.
"Snape, Lavender, and Parvati happened. I got 150 points taken away from Gryffindor, and, detention from Snape. Parvati and Lavender had started giggling at me, and I blew up at them. Hair just wouldn't go out, and Snape poured pumpkin juice in it."
The plant did the closest thing to a gasp it could do.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Well, I have to take a shower and get dressed, okay?"
"Okay. Leon and Kain dropped by. They said something about watching out for Snape."
"Makes sense..."
I walked into the shower, and got all the juice out of my hair. I washed everything, and i washed Snape out of my face. I couldn't stand him. I got out of the shower, and I dried myself off, and slipped on some black robes. I walked back to the potions dungeon, and I was determined to take as much time as I could. If I was going to be damned, then I'd better be damned a good one.
It turns out I was about 15 minutes late.
"Another detention, Damien."
I cringed whenever he used that name.
"And about 50 points from Gryffindor."
I just brushed past him and walked to my seat. Ron was setting up the ingredients, and I sat down next to him and asked him what we were making.
"Sedatives, I think he said."
"Why would we need those?"
"I don't know. Here, he said to add a liter of liquified bicorn horn to a whole packet of Sulfa weed. Then, I think he said to simmer for a few minutes, and then add shredded Dragon's heart."
"How much?"
"He... I don't remember..."
"Ronald Weasely... When are you going to learn to take notes? Hmm?"
He just blushed.
"Snape?"
He turned and gave me a calculating look.
"How much shredded Dragon's heart do we add?"
His eyes widened.
"About 2 tablespoons full. Oh, Look, class! The Christmas boys!" He said, indicating my hair and Ron's. Everyone just stared at Snape, and a few Slytherin's laughed. Finally, he got upset and walked away. Ron stared at me.
"What's up with him?"
"I honestly don't know."
Ron and I worked on the potion, and I noticed that Missy was staring into space, letting Hermione do the potion. She looked really depressed.
Finally, the end of the lesson came, and Snape looked at our potion carefully. It was a sickly yellow color, and it looked like it was supposed to in the books.
"I don't believe you did this potion right. I'll take it in the back, and check it out."
He took our cauldron, and Ron and i walked out in disbelief. We had Divination next, and we trudged up the long flight of stairs to reach the North Tower. We finally got there, and we climbed up the ladder. Trelawney was standing there, waiting for us. Specifically Ron and I.
"Err... Damy... Ronald... Come with me, please."
She took us to her backroom, and Ron and I just stared at her.
"I was gazing into my tea leaves today, and I saw something rather disturbing that's going to happen to you today. I saw a yellow liquid."
"Tea residue?" Ron said sarcastically.
"No. I was drinking Blackberry, Ronald." She said back scathingly.
"Anyway, what I was saying. I saw a yellow fluid, in the shape of your face, Damy, with horns on it, and I think both of you should stay away from it."
"Whoops, too late. Damy and I made some in Potions last hour. I suppose we're just going to drop dead in the next hour!" He said, in mock horror. That wasn't what I was feeling.
She just scowled at him.
"Just, please... I'm worried about your safety. Something bad will happen."
"Whatever. Come on, Damy."
He picked me up by the back of my robe and dragged me into our seats. I was too drowsy with the scent of the perfumes, and I fell asleep half-way through the lesson. I had a bizarre dream. I was in a dark room, lit only with candles. I heard a familiar song... It was Lady Marmalade, and then, I felt a jabbing pain in my back. I sprung up out of my slumber with a loud scream that jolted everyone from their drowsy slumber.
"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
Trelawney swooped over, looking like a humongous bug.
"What is it? Did you see in your dream what I foresaw?"
"No. I... Just a nightmare, folks. Nothing to worry about."
Everyone went back to studying, and I was paranoid and jumpy throughout the day.
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That night...
Ron hugged me goodnight, before I went through the picture of the Fat Lady and down the stairs to the dungeon. It was creepily silent, and I got reaally freaked out. I swung open the door to the Potion's Dungeon, and I saw candles lit everywhere. Lady Marmalade had started playing, and I saw a pile of rose petals on the floor.
Rose Petals...
//FlashBack//
"Remember that scene with the rose petals floating down all over her? That was beautiful, wasn't it Damien?" said a black-haired boy. His hair was slicked back, and he had a pale tint to his skin.
"Mmm. Yeah. We should see it again some time."
"Don't worry, we can. I'll take you."
"Mmm. That's good."
Damy was snuggled into Kevin's shoulder on their way home. Kevin just smiled. When they got to Kevin's place, they went in and sat down. Kevin flipped a switch, and candles were everywhere. He flipped a switch on his CD player, and lady Marmalade came on. Damy was VERY confused. Kevin just smiled at him, and grabbed his hand.
"Come, Damien. Let's do it, here and now."
"What?"
"I said, Let's do it."
"I'm not... ready... I don't really... want... to."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry... It's just a little too soon for me, you know?"
"I went and spent a lot of money on you today, Damien."
"Yeah... I've spent a lot of money on you before, you know."
"Yes. But we've been going out for about 6 months now. I think I've waited plenty of time."
"Kevin, I don't want to. I'm serious."
"Well, Damien, I'm serious. We're going to."
"Kevin... I'm leaving."
Damy turned to walk to the door, and Kevin grabbed him by his shoulders.
"No you're not, Damien." He said. His voice hissed the word Damien.
"You don't understand what i mean then, Kevin. I meant that I'm walking out the door. Now let go of me."
Kevin just smiled and pointed his wand at the door. The deadbolt slid into place, and Kevin grabbed Damy's small frame with both hands and flung him up against the door.
"You're not leaving. That's what I said."
Kevin kissed Damy roughly, and Damy felt the other boy's erection against his stomach.. Things progressed from there rapidly, and as Kevin cried out in pleasure, Damy cried out in pain.
//Come on and Love... OohHooHooHooHoo Baby, Come on and Love...// The CD blared.
Damy started crying. Kevin just stared at him whenever he got up, and opened the door, and threw Damy out onto the pavement.
"I've waited 6 months to do that. Damy. Should have just fucked you in the first place."
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End Flashback
I just stared at the rose petals, and I saw a lit bed in the middle of the dungeon. I heard the door slam shut, and I turned around to see what happened, when I felt a jab of pain course through my spine. I heard a chuckle, and I saw dark hair behind me.
"Hello, Damien."
He pulled the syringe out of my back, and threw it to the side. I saw a trail of sickly yellow fluid coming from it, and I felt Snape's hands on my shoulders.
"Turn around, Damien."
I felt a wave of anger and horror. Snape's slicked back black hair was in a ponytail, and his pale face flickered in the candle-light.
"What was that?"
"The sedative, of course."
I could feel it working on my legs already.
"What are you... Gonna... do to... me..."
"You look so much like your grand-father, Damien."
His hands went out to caress my cheek, and I weakly tried to bat them away. The sedative was almost completely up to my arms.
"Hmm. Weasely is going to be very jealous when he finds out what I've done to his poor Damien, huh?" he said, sneering.
"Don't... touch... me..."
He pushed me back onto the bed.
"That sedative you and Weasely made today was excellent, Damien. Perfectly useful."
It was almost to my brain. I was getting angry, but I felt more weak and tired than angry. My hair had started flickering. He just growled when it burst into flame.
"Mmm. That's so sexy when ever you do that."
I shivered, and i saw him slip off his robe. He wasn't wearing anything on underneath.
"I've lusted after you for So long, Damien."
"Don't... call... me... Damien..."
His face got right up in mine, and he looked like he was already having sex. I spit in his face.
"Go ahead and resist. I don't care."
He backhanded me with his wrist, and I weakly turned my head away from him. I fumbled for my wand, and he grabbed his off the table, and pointed it at mine.
"Expelliarmus."
My wand went flying.
"Did you really think you could stop me, Damien? I'm unstoppable!"
A/N: Folks... Rape is NOT a good thing at all... But... I'm going to include this VERY timy scene because it wouldn't make much sense without it.
He ripped off my robes, and threw them to the side. He thrust into me roughly, and I cried out. I concentrated on the pain in my body, and I gathered all the sedative in one part of my body. I raised my hands, and pointed them at Snape.
//Come on and Love... OohHooHooHoo Baby, Come on and love...//
"Snape..."
"What... Is... It?" he asked, in between thrusts.
"There are advantages to being part demon..."
"Like... What...?"
"This. INCENDIO!"
Flame erupted on his member, and he screamed out in fury and pain. He fell backwards and hit the floor, and I weakly crawled to my robes, and got dressed. I was too tired to call my familiars, and I stumbled back to the common room, robes torn, face bruised, and drugged, the vision of rose petals filling my head, and that retched line of Lady Marmalade blaring in my brain.
//Come on and Love... OohhooHooHoo Baby Come on and love...//
Everyone stared at me in shock, and I just sat down and cried. Until Missy, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, Seamus, Dean, and just about everyone else in Gryffindor asked me what happened.
"What happened, Damy?"
"Rose petals... Lady Marmalade... Raped me... Snape... He... He... Raped... me..." I said, crying.
Missy's eyes widened, and all the Marauders looked at me. Ron growled.
"I'll KILL him!"
"Sedative... Drugged me... Yellow... Fluid.., Trelawney right... Need... Medicine... Pomfrey..."
Ron carried me up to Madame Pomfrey's, and layed me down, before kissing me, and telling me not to worry.
"We'll get him. I love you, Damy."
"I... love you too, Ron..."
I fell asleep for a little bit, and when I woke up, Madame Pomfrey gave me a pill that fizzled. I fell asleep again, and I dreamt of rose petals, and Lady Marmalade.
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Ron's POV
"We'll get him. I love you, Damy."
"I... love you too, Ron..."
I left him to sleep, and I walked outside into the hall. Everyone turned to look at me.
"Pomfrey says he'll be better in the morning, and all the sedative SHOULD have left his system by then, but... His scars and memories will still be there. The plan is simple. We're simply going to execute Snape. Hermione... Dumbledore. Fred, George, Harry, Seamus, and Dean. We are going to wait here while Missy goes get Draco. He's a part of the team, and we can't go without him."
Missy and Hermione ran off, while I stewed.
"I'm going to kill Snape when we find him, you know."
Missy ran back with Draco in tow.
"So... what happened?"
"Snape raped Damy."
His face went even paler.
"Well... Dumbledore won't let us kill Snape, so we're going to go now."
I walked at the head of the Marauders, and we led a straight B-line to the Potions Dungeon. Snape was lying on the ground naked, holding his crotch, which looked extremely burnt.
"Well, looks like Damy got in a good one, huh?" Fred said jovially. Missy, George, and I all scowled at him.
I reached down and grabbed Damy's wand, and pocketed it. I pulled Snape up by his neck, and pushed him against the wall. I wanted to kill him so bad.
"What happened?" I spat.
He sneered at me.
"I raped your boyfriend." Short and to the point.
I, of course, smashed his head up against the dungeon wall again.
"WHY?" I demanded.
"He's hot."
Smash again.
"WHY ARE YOU SO SICK?"
"I'm not. At least I'm not in love with the boy. I only fucked him."
Smash. Crunch. Blood.
"Fred, George? Hold him."
They each grabbed his shoulders, and I punched him in the gut.
"That's for being so nasty to me."
I punched him in the gut again.
"That's for all the house points!"
Punch. Crunch.
"That's for being cruel to everyone else!"
I aimed for a vital organ, and I smashed. Blood and pulp.
"THAT'S FOR DAMY YOU SICK BASTARD!!!"
He looked back up at me, and spat in my face.
WHAP, CRUNCH.
His face was smashed against the wall, and his jaw was unhinged. The back of my hand was bloody. Right at that last hit, Dumbledore and hermione show.
"Weasely's! Stop that imediately!" Dumbledore growled.
The twins backed off, and Dumbledore gasped in horror at the figure of Snape against the wall. I had my hands around his throat.
"This sick bastard raped Damy."
"What?"
"Yes, Dumbledore. I DID IT! I raped the boy's sweet ass, and- CRUNCH"
It turns out I hadn't unhinged it before, only mangled it. NOW it was unhinged.
Dumbledore's eyes changed color quickly, and he pointed his wand at Snape.
"Children... As much as you'd like to watch this, I suggest you leave now. It's Azkanban for a crime like that."
None of us had ever seen Dumbledore angry. We all walked out slowly, and returned to our common rooms, Dumbledore's angry voice echoing.
"I trusted you, Severus!"
That was all I needed to hear. I still wanted to kill him, but Damy was the only thing on my mind at the moment. Pig flapped in, and dropped a Howler at my feet. He had never seen one before, and stood next to it. I opened it, and he went flying backwards from the gust of air.
"HOW DARE YOU SEND A MONSTER LIKE THAT TO MY HOUSE WITHOUT WARNING??? I WAS SCARED SHITLESS, AND YOUR FATHER ALMOST HAD A HEART-ATTACK!!! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM??? OF COURSE DAMY CAN STAY OVER FOR THE HOLIDAYS, HE'S NEEDED HELP!!! WHY WOULD YOU ASK A STUPID QUESTION LIKE THAT??? I'M GLAD YOU DID GOOD ON YOUR O.W.L.'S HONEY! GOOD WORK!!! LOVE YOU!"
I just stared at the dazed Pigwidgeon, and I jumped for joy. Damy could come with me, and I could help him get over that sick bastard. At least something went right that day...
Laters,
Damy
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Damy at the Burrow
Chapter 2
We had all gotten dressed, and we went to the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron rushed off, to mail his mother. I was giddy from excitement. I was gonna be able to go to his house for Christmas! Well, if his mother said yes. I started thinking about what all fun we could have, when I sat down at the table, and pulled myself a flagon of pumpkin juice. I also pulled up a few pieces of toast and some eggs.
I was just munching, waiting for Ron, and Missy popped in right next to me.
"What's up?"
"Nothing really. Just waiting for Ron to ask his Mom permission for me to come for the Holidays."
"Oh." She sounded really nonplussed.
"Where's Fred and George?"
"Oh, I don't know. Around."
And she walked off. My eyes went out of my head, and I was staring after her. You see, She, Fred, and George had this whole entire 'I love those other 2' thing going on. All 3 of them were in love. So, this was very odd. Even odder still was the fact that she didn't want to talk with them... I was snapped out of my trance by Ron sitting down next to me.
"Hey!"
"Did you mail your mom?"
"Yup. Pig's gonna go with Twinkles. Mum needs to see what happened..."
"You never told her?"
"Erm... No."
"Okay..."
It was a comfortable silence. He ate some porridge. It was remarkable how when ever he ate ANYTHING he looked hot.
"How do you do that?"
"What?" he said, porridge in his mouth on a spoon.
"THAT." I said, indicating the spoon.
"It's easy, you know. You pick up the spoon by its handle, and you dip it in the porridge. You do a thing called a scoop, and you-"
"Not that, you nitwit!" I said, and my hair blazed playfully.
Fred walked by, with a piece of bread, and speared it on a knife. He held it over my head, and sat down next to me, and started turning his bread, browning it evenly.
"What are you doing?" I said, annoyed.
"Toasting bread, old chap. What have you two been up to? And what's with the pants?"
He continued twisting the bread, and I felt a blush come to my face as a harsh laugh came from Parvati. I hate her guts. She's just jealous because Ron had spent all his time with me.
"They match my hair, Fred. Fred, right?"
"Yeah."
"And we haven't been up to anything. What's up with you? Have you asked Missy over for the holidays?"
"Er... No. Not really..."
"What do you mean, not really?"
"Well... I just haven't, okay? Just... I don't wanna talk about it. Have you seen Missy, anyway?"
"Er... A minute ago... She went that way. Where's George?" Ron asked.
Fred just got up, grabbed a pad of butter, and walked off, mumblng something like 'Bonehead brother.' Ron and I just looked at each other. We were interrupted by a cackle from Parvati and Lavender's general direction. I turned my head and looked at them, and they were pointing at me and laughing.
"Excuse me? What's so funny?"
They just giggled even harder, and pointed at me. I raised an eyebrow, and Ron just stared at them. I was pretty short, well, compared to Ron, and I didn't look imposing, but I could get nasty. Grandpa hated it, but... Well, there's a few things that are nice to know. I pushed myself away from the table, and stood up and walked over to them. I sat down in a chair I pulled up, and crossed my legs, then draped my hands over my legs. My hair had died out a long time ago, sometime after Fred walked away with his toast.
"Would you all kindly inform me of what is so funny?"
They just giggled, and started laughing.
"Please. Inform me."
"Damy, don't!" Ron said, and he was fixing to get up from the table.
I held out my hand.
"Don't worry, Ron. I'll be fine. Just worry about them. Now, you two... What is so funny?" I said, innocently.
They just pointed and started uproarous laughter.
"He's so... Hahahaha..." Parvati said, laughing.
I was getting paranoid.
"I know! And... he's so short, and he's so... HAHAHA!!!!" Lavender continued.
"What?"
"He's so... HAHAHA... He's so... HAHAHAHAHAH!"
"I know! Isn't it a... HAHAHAH.... Riot? HAHAHA!!!!"
"WHAT IS SO FUNNY!!!!" I said, and my hair went up in a ball of flame. I stamped my foot on each syllable, and flames leapt up out of them.
"He's so gay! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"I know!!!! And he's so... HAHAHA... Short, and he's so... Tall.... HAHAHAHA!!!!"
"AND HE'S SO ANGRY!!!!" I said, a little bit louder and angrier, flaming my hair almost about a foot.
They just laughed even harder.
"RON AND I ARE NOT HAVING ANY PHSYICAL RELATIONSHPS YOU STUPID IDIOTS!!!!" I yelled, LOUD, and stood up. My hair had changed to a blue flame, which was VERY new for me, and I had started yelling even more at them.
"WHAT'S WITH YOU, YOU STUPID BITCHES? DO YOU HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN SIT THERE AND GIGGLE AT PEOPLE YOU DEEM DIFFERENT THAN YOURSELVES??? DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S SO FUNNY? YOU TWO!!!! IN THE HEAD!!!"
Flames had started shooting out of every part of my body, and I was surrounded by a wall of flame. I all of a sudden noticed the intense silence of the people around me, and I still was yelling.
"WHY HAVE YOU STOPPED LAUGHING, HUH? I SEEMED PRETTY DAMN FUNNY TO YOU WHENEVER I WAS ACTING NICE!!! EVER WONDER WHY I LOSE MY TEMPER SO MUCH??? IT'S BECAUSE OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU!! NOW, IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP, I'LL BE FORCED TO DO SOMETHING YOU WON'T LIKE!!!! OH, WAIT!! YOU'VE ALREADY STOPPED!!"
I was snarling like a dog now, and flame was spreading all around me, and I was so pissed. All of a sudden, I was grabbed by a hand on my shoulder.
"WHAT IS IT?" I said, turning around. Snape was staring in my face, and everyone else was. I shrugged his hand off my shoulder, and calmed down some.
"What is it, Snape?" Icy and cold was the tone, unlike my hair.
"One-hundred and fifty points from Gryffindor, and you have another bout of detentions." He said, and his cold tone was rivalling mine. He pulled my face up to me, and made me look in his eyes. He then poured pumpkin juice in my hair, and it doused out. He kneeled down some, and looked me straight in the eye.
"Detention for the next week. Damien."
He hissed my name, and his hand squeezed my jaw.
"You're lucky my grandfather isn't here, or you'd be burned to a crisp."
"I guess I'm lucky, huh? Why don't you do it?"
"I have better things to do than worry about YOUR ass."
"Hahaha. You won't say that after tonight..."
I slapped his hand away, and turned and sat down, giving hateful glowers at Lavender and Parvati. He walked away, chuckling darkly, and I just rested my head in my hands. This day was not going well. Ron just finished his breakfast in silence, and he walked me back to the common room. I had about 5 minutes to take a shower and get all the pumpkin juice out of my hair, then run to Potions. I bid Ron a good-bye hug, and then I started for the bathroom. On the way, I passed the plant.
"Man... Damy, what happened? Pumpkin juice in your hair, a mean look on your face, and your clothes look like hell!"
The plant was the offspring of a demented 'Venusian SInging Bloodtrap.' Earlier that year, I had accidentally fought the plant to the death, and it's baby I had saved, because it didn't drink blood. It was pure white, and looked quite pretty and cute. I had set it up there, and it hadn't grown much because it didn't want to live there forever. Ron and I had told it about the Burrow, and it had joyfully agrred. It could keep away the gnomes, which i heard were a problem. Everyone loved it, because it was like someone to talk to, and it sang. It was very nice.
"Snape, Lavender, and Parvati happened. I got 150 points taken away from Gryffindor, and, detention from Snape. Parvati and Lavender had started giggling at me, and I blew up at them. Hair just wouldn't go out, and Snape poured pumpkin juice in it."
The plant did the closest thing to a gasp it could do.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Well, I have to take a shower and get dressed, okay?"
"Okay. Leon and Kain dropped by. They said something about watching out for Snape."
"Makes sense..."
I walked into the shower, and got all the juice out of my hair. I washed everything, and i washed Snape out of my face. I couldn't stand him. I got out of the shower, and I dried myself off, and slipped on some black robes. I walked back to the potions dungeon, and I was determined to take as much time as I could. If I was going to be damned, then I'd better be damned a good one.
It turns out I was about 15 minutes late.
"Another detention, Damien."
I cringed whenever he used that name.
"And about 50 points from Gryffindor."
I just brushed past him and walked to my seat. Ron was setting up the ingredients, and I sat down next to him and asked him what we were making.
"Sedatives, I think he said."
"Why would we need those?"
"I don't know. Here, he said to add a liter of liquified bicorn horn to a whole packet of Sulfa weed. Then, I think he said to simmer for a few minutes, and then add shredded Dragon's heart."
"How much?"
"He... I don't remember..."
"Ronald Weasely... When are you going to learn to take notes? Hmm?"
He just blushed.
"Snape?"
He turned and gave me a calculating look.
"How much shredded Dragon's heart do we add?"
His eyes widened.
"About 2 tablespoons full. Oh, Look, class! The Christmas boys!" He said, indicating my hair and Ron's. Everyone just stared at Snape, and a few Slytherin's laughed. Finally, he got upset and walked away. Ron stared at me.
"What's up with him?"
"I honestly don't know."
Ron and I worked on the potion, and I noticed that Missy was staring into space, letting Hermione do the potion. She looked really depressed.
Finally, the end of the lesson came, and Snape looked at our potion carefully. It was a sickly yellow color, and it looked like it was supposed to in the books.
"I don't believe you did this potion right. I'll take it in the back, and check it out."
He took our cauldron, and Ron and i walked out in disbelief. We had Divination next, and we trudged up the long flight of stairs to reach the North Tower. We finally got there, and we climbed up the ladder. Trelawney was standing there, waiting for us. Specifically Ron and I.
"Err... Damy... Ronald... Come with me, please."
She took us to her backroom, and Ron and I just stared at her.
"I was gazing into my tea leaves today, and I saw something rather disturbing that's going to happen to you today. I saw a yellow liquid."
"Tea residue?" Ron said sarcastically.
"No. I was drinking Blackberry, Ronald." She said back scathingly.
"Anyway, what I was saying. I saw a yellow fluid, in the shape of your face, Damy, with horns on it, and I think both of you should stay away from it."
"Whoops, too late. Damy and I made some in Potions last hour. I suppose we're just going to drop dead in the next hour!" He said, in mock horror. That wasn't what I was feeling.
She just scowled at him.
"Just, please... I'm worried about your safety. Something bad will happen."
"Whatever. Come on, Damy."
He picked me up by the back of my robe and dragged me into our seats. I was too drowsy with the scent of the perfumes, and I fell asleep half-way through the lesson. I had a bizarre dream. I was in a dark room, lit only with candles. I heard a familiar song... It was Lady Marmalade, and then, I felt a jabbing pain in my back. I sprung up out of my slumber with a loud scream that jolted everyone from their drowsy slumber.
"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
Trelawney swooped over, looking like a humongous bug.
"What is it? Did you see in your dream what I foresaw?"
"No. I... Just a nightmare, folks. Nothing to worry about."
Everyone went back to studying, and I was paranoid and jumpy throughout the day.
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That night...
Ron hugged me goodnight, before I went through the picture of the Fat Lady and down the stairs to the dungeon. It was creepily silent, and I got reaally freaked out. I swung open the door to the Potion's Dungeon, and I saw candles lit everywhere. Lady Marmalade had started playing, and I saw a pile of rose petals on the floor.
Rose Petals...
//FlashBack//
"Remember that scene with the rose petals floating down all over her? That was beautiful, wasn't it Damien?" said a black-haired boy. His hair was slicked back, and he had a pale tint to his skin.
"Mmm. Yeah. We should see it again some time."
"Don't worry, we can. I'll take you."
"Mmm. That's good."
Damy was snuggled into Kevin's shoulder on their way home. Kevin just smiled. When they got to Kevin's place, they went in and sat down. Kevin flipped a switch, and candles were everywhere. He flipped a switch on his CD player, and lady Marmalade came on. Damy was VERY confused. Kevin just smiled at him, and grabbed his hand.
"Come, Damien. Let's do it, here and now."
"What?"
"I said, Let's do it."
"I'm not... ready... I don't really... want... to."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry... It's just a little too soon for me, you know?"
"I went and spent a lot of money on you today, Damien."
"Yeah... I've spent a lot of money on you before, you know."
"Yes. But we've been going out for about 6 months now. I think I've waited plenty of time."
"Kevin, I don't want to. I'm serious."
"Well, Damien, I'm serious. We're going to."
"Kevin... I'm leaving."
Damy turned to walk to the door, and Kevin grabbed him by his shoulders.
"No you're not, Damien." He said. His voice hissed the word Damien.
"You don't understand what i mean then, Kevin. I meant that I'm walking out the door. Now let go of me."
Kevin just smiled and pointed his wand at the door. The deadbolt slid into place, and Kevin grabbed Damy's small frame with both hands and flung him up against the door.
"You're not leaving. That's what I said."
Kevin kissed Damy roughly, and Damy felt the other boy's erection against his stomach.. Things progressed from there rapidly, and as Kevin cried out in pleasure, Damy cried out in pain.
//Come on and Love... OohHooHooHooHoo Baby, Come on and Love...// The CD blared.
Damy started crying. Kevin just stared at him whenever he got up, and opened the door, and threw Damy out onto the pavement.
"I've waited 6 months to do that. Damy. Should have just fucked you in the first place."
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End Flashback
I just stared at the rose petals, and I saw a lit bed in the middle of the dungeon. I heard the door slam shut, and I turned around to see what happened, when I felt a jab of pain course through my spine. I heard a chuckle, and I saw dark hair behind me.
"Hello, Damien."
He pulled the syringe out of my back, and threw it to the side. I saw a trail of sickly yellow fluid coming from it, and I felt Snape's hands on my shoulders.
"Turn around, Damien."
I felt a wave of anger and horror. Snape's slicked back black hair was in a ponytail, and his pale face flickered in the candle-light.
"What was that?"
"The sedative, of course."
I could feel it working on my legs already.
"What are you... Gonna... do to... me..."
"You look so much like your grand-father, Damien."
His hands went out to caress my cheek, and I weakly tried to bat them away. The sedative was almost completely up to my arms.
"Hmm. Weasely is going to be very jealous when he finds out what I've done to his poor Damien, huh?" he said, sneering.
"Don't... touch... me..."
He pushed me back onto the bed.
"That sedative you and Weasely made today was excellent, Damien. Perfectly useful."
It was almost to my brain. I was getting angry, but I felt more weak and tired than angry. My hair had started flickering. He just growled when it burst into flame.
"Mmm. That's so sexy when ever you do that."
I shivered, and i saw him slip off his robe. He wasn't wearing anything on underneath.
"I've lusted after you for So long, Damien."
"Don't... call... me... Damien..."
His face got right up in mine, and he looked like he was already having sex. I spit in his face.
"Go ahead and resist. I don't care."
He backhanded me with his wrist, and I weakly turned my head away from him. I fumbled for my wand, and he grabbed his off the table, and pointed it at mine.
"Expelliarmus."
My wand went flying.
"Did you really think you could stop me, Damien? I'm unstoppable!"
A/N: Folks... Rape is NOT a good thing at all... But... I'm going to include this VERY timy scene because it wouldn't make much sense without it.
He ripped off my robes, and threw them to the side. He thrust into me roughly, and I cried out. I concentrated on the pain in my body, and I gathered all the sedative in one part of my body. I raised my hands, and pointed them at Snape.
//Come on and Love... OohHooHooHoo Baby, Come on and love...//
"Snape..."
"What... Is... It?" he asked, in between thrusts.
"There are advantages to being part demon..."
"Like... What...?"
"This. INCENDIO!"
Flame erupted on his member, and he screamed out in fury and pain. He fell backwards and hit the floor, and I weakly crawled to my robes, and got dressed. I was too tired to call my familiars, and I stumbled back to the common room, robes torn, face bruised, and drugged, the vision of rose petals filling my head, and that retched line of Lady Marmalade blaring in my brain.
//Come on and Love... OohhooHooHoo Baby Come on and love...//
Everyone stared at me in shock, and I just sat down and cried. Until Missy, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, Seamus, Dean, and just about everyone else in Gryffindor asked me what happened.
"What happened, Damy?"
"Rose petals... Lady Marmalade... Raped me... Snape... He... He... Raped... me..." I said, crying.
Missy's eyes widened, and all the Marauders looked at me. Ron growled.
"I'll KILL him!"
"Sedative... Drugged me... Yellow... Fluid.., Trelawney right... Need... Medicine... Pomfrey..."
Ron carried me up to Madame Pomfrey's, and layed me down, before kissing me, and telling me not to worry.
"We'll get him. I love you, Damy."
"I... love you too, Ron..."
I fell asleep for a little bit, and when I woke up, Madame Pomfrey gave me a pill that fizzled. I fell asleep again, and I dreamt of rose petals, and Lady Marmalade.
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Ron's POV
"We'll get him. I love you, Damy."
"I... love you too, Ron..."
I left him to sleep, and I walked outside into the hall. Everyone turned to look at me.
"Pomfrey says he'll be better in the morning, and all the sedative SHOULD have left his system by then, but... His scars and memories will still be there. The plan is simple. We're simply going to execute Snape. Hermione... Dumbledore. Fred, George, Harry, Seamus, and Dean. We are going to wait here while Missy goes get Draco. He's a part of the team, and we can't go without him."
Missy and Hermione ran off, while I stewed.
"I'm going to kill Snape when we find him, you know."
Missy ran back with Draco in tow.
"So... what happened?"
"Snape raped Damy."
His face went even paler.
"Well... Dumbledore won't let us kill Snape, so we're going to go now."
I walked at the head of the Marauders, and we led a straight B-line to the Potions Dungeon. Snape was lying on the ground naked, holding his crotch, which looked extremely burnt.
"Well, looks like Damy got in a good one, huh?" Fred said jovially. Missy, George, and I all scowled at him.
I reached down and grabbed Damy's wand, and pocketed it. I pulled Snape up by his neck, and pushed him against the wall. I wanted to kill him so bad.
"What happened?" I spat.
He sneered at me.
"I raped your boyfriend." Short and to the point.
I, of course, smashed his head up against the dungeon wall again.
"WHY?" I demanded.
"He's hot."
Smash again.
"WHY ARE YOU SO SICK?"
"I'm not. At least I'm not in love with the boy. I only fucked him."
Smash. Crunch. Blood.
"Fred, George? Hold him."
They each grabbed his shoulders, and I punched him in the gut.
"That's for being so nasty to me."
I punched him in the gut again.
"That's for all the house points!"
Punch. Crunch.
"That's for being cruel to everyone else!"
I aimed for a vital organ, and I smashed. Blood and pulp.
"THAT'S FOR DAMY YOU SICK BASTARD!!!"
He looked back up at me, and spat in my face.
WHAP, CRUNCH.
His face was smashed against the wall, and his jaw was unhinged. The back of my hand was bloody. Right at that last hit, Dumbledore and hermione show.
"Weasely's! Stop that imediately!" Dumbledore growled.
The twins backed off, and Dumbledore gasped in horror at the figure of Snape against the wall. I had my hands around his throat.
"This sick bastard raped Damy."
"What?"
"Yes, Dumbledore. I DID IT! I raped the boy's sweet ass, and- CRUNCH"
It turns out I hadn't unhinged it before, only mangled it. NOW it was unhinged.
Dumbledore's eyes changed color quickly, and he pointed his wand at Snape.
"Children... As much as you'd like to watch this, I suggest you leave now. It's Azkanban for a crime like that."
None of us had ever seen Dumbledore angry. We all walked out slowly, and returned to our common rooms, Dumbledore's angry voice echoing.
"I trusted you, Severus!"
That was all I needed to hear. I still wanted to kill him, but Damy was the only thing on my mind at the moment. Pig flapped in, and dropped a Howler at my feet. He had never seen one before, and stood next to it. I opened it, and he went flying backwards from the gust of air.
"HOW DARE YOU SEND A MONSTER LIKE THAT TO MY HOUSE WITHOUT WARNING??? I WAS SCARED SHITLESS, AND YOUR FATHER ALMOST HAD A HEART-ATTACK!!! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM??? OF COURSE DAMY CAN STAY OVER FOR THE HOLIDAYS, HE'S NEEDED HELP!!! WHY WOULD YOU ASK A STUPID QUESTION LIKE THAT??? I'M GLAD YOU DID GOOD ON YOUR O.W.L.'S HONEY! GOOD WORK!!! LOVE YOU!"
I just stared at the dazed Pigwidgeon, and I jumped for joy. Damy could come with me, and I could help him get over that sick bastard. At least something went right that day...