Escaping the Past
This is a Fan Fiction written by The Sevvie "Snakehips" Snape Society, based on the Cinescape Message Boards.
Summary: Nightmares. Severus is being held back by his torturous past as Dumbledore sends him out on a dangerous mission...
Warning: Bad language and references to delicate issues such as rape are present in future installments.
Chapter One
Snape woke up with a start, breathing heavily. 'Another dream', he muttered to himself. 'Just another dream.' It was the same dream he had every night. Of what happened that night many years ago, when he was still a Death Eater. The event that caused him to turn to Dumbledore and consequently become a spy. He shook his head trying to shake away the memories, but to no avail. They flashed him back to that night and it was as if it happened only yesterday....
He could hear screaming as he walked down the long hallway. Voldemort had called for him. As he approached the chamber he heard Voldemort talking.
"We will destroy them tonight, and Severus will help us."
As he walked cautiously down the corridor the screaming grew louder...louder...louder still, until the noise was unbearable. Trying in vain to block out the screams, Severus bit his lip. He would have given anything to turn around and run as far away from this place as he could, but somehow he could not seem to stop his feet from moving as they marched him further still along the dank corridor. Raising a shaking hand to his forehead he wiped his brow of the cold, clammy sweat that clung there.
At last he reached the door. His hand seemed to take on a life of its own as he reached out to turn the big, brass handle. The handle was burning hot to the touch and he sprang back, nursing his singed hand and cursing angrily. The door swung open however, creaking loudly as it did so. Severus felt his blood run cold as he heard a high, cackle of laughter from inside the room as he stepped inside.....
He stood frozen to the spot as he saw the bodies of his his parents, and his half-blood girlfriend. Then a hand gripped his shoulder.
"You know what to do with her, don't you?"
a hoarse voice whispered behind his ear.
Severus nodded grimly and avoided the glances of his pleading girlfriend. Although he knew in his mind that she had lost all hope of mercy being shown, there was still a wild, desperate glint in her eye, full of life and energy. His parents were dead; the father he had never known, slumped miserably over a chair and the mother who had never known him, lain in a curled up position, as if she were a sleeping child. They were gone, yet she was live, and her fate lay within in his hands.
He raised a shaky hand, hoping the Dark Lord wouldn't notice it. How pale he was, the sweat and his heart that threatened to burst out of his chest.
He took a long and silent breath, looking into her eyes, unable to look away. His wand shone over his head and he felt his throat go dry. All he had to do was to say two words.
'Avada Kedavra.'
Oh,on Merlins life, how could he, this sweet,young thing, who had shown him such love and affection, such as he had never known he that twisted world of his childhood. His mother, lying their,like a child herself, had rejected him, for what, needing the soft, maternal touch she so readily denied him. But she was gone from him now, forever, but that girl, how, she had lifted him from despair with her sweet, kind nature, unlike anything he'd know. Only now he was to destroy the one thing that had given him hope and light in this sick and dark existance. He looked, for the first time, it seemed, into her deep blue sapphire eyes and...
To be continued
