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Author's Note: Okay then this chapter, read on... I think it is a little strange but also a little sweet, I've killed too many people so think I'll have a break and write something sweet, here is the result...
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Are you willing to give up?
Surrender
Imacia looked up from the street something had caught her eye. A shadow, she was alone in the street she was sure of it. There it was again, something tall, looming, fast was walking around her, but keeping its distance. She stood to her full height and looked around herself wildly, her hair flying out around her, her robes twisting as she changed the way she was facing. Then it stopped - it was haunting. She stood still shaking like a leaf. It was horrible being alone; the mind begins to play tricks on you. But was it a trick? It seemed real enough to Imacia.
He could see her; she was in the street, alone. She didn't deserve to be alone; it felt like his fault even though he'd had nothing to do with Avaro's death. She looked fragile, untouchable; he'd waited so long to escape unscathed, well if you could call having a scar - a straight slash down your right eye unscathed then he was it. He walked around her, keeping his distance in order to remain undetected, it was difficult to remain under the invisibility spell when he wasn't concentrating, his black robes billowed around him as he looking at the beautiful woman as she stood wistfully in the wind looking around her, she was looking straight at him.
"I miss you Rye..." She whispered the wind hoping deep down his spirit would hear her words. It was true, she did miss him, he'd always been there for her, up until he had to go away then everything she'd built was gone. Her best friend was gone; she walked slowly back to her home alone since Titus was at Hogwarts.
The cobbled street was parched when the rain began to beat down upon it quenching the thirst it had been hiding. Imacia stopped in the street and allowed the rain to beat upon her head, her thick black robes displaying the spots of rain as they beat against her. Something in the corner caught her eye, a patch of completely exposed path was bone dry, she watched that area but without drawing attention to what she was doing. Eventually she could make out the misty figure of a man, well structured in the face, she could tell but he droplets that went around his facial structure as he watched her, she knew he was watching her. She walked up to the misty shape like it wasn't there and stood before it her eyes closed soaking up the aura around this powerful man, she thought it was ghost. She knew who it was and soon the rain wasn't the only liquid flowing freely down her pale cheeks.
Rycrypt wanted nothing more than to be close to her but he knew he had to stay still she tipped her head back taking deep breaths of air, she was trying to sense him, to be near him, she knew he was there. She traced her fingers down her face and held out her hand towards where his face was but refused to allow herself to come into actual contact with him. He started to shake; she was tracing his shape with her eyes closed just over his flesh. His hands shaking he brushed his fingertips over his face and she opened her eyes, moving her fingers to meet the tips of his. The rain drops were making his body shine and briefly they looked into each others eyes, she could see the rain dripping off his nose and she shivered as he pressed his finger tips to hers.
"Rye?" She breathed looking at her hand. He was transparent but she knew he was there. She could feel the power flow between his fingers as she watched the darkness appear before her, she took a deep breath as she felt his other hand smooth from her forehead to her nose before brushing it down her shoulder and round her back pulling her him in a warm embrace, she leant on him as if it were a dream.
"I love you Imacia," he whispered to her ear as she froze to the spot as if she had seem a ghost, then closed her eyes as he kissed he gently on the lips, she eventually returned the kiss, she could tell he was there, the invisibility was wearing off and he was glistening under the rain drops.
"Never leave me again," she whispered breathlessly. As their lips joined a second time but with more passion as he was able to be seen again, he wrapped his arms around her tightly not wanting to let her go. The rain drenched the street but Imacia remained oblivious to her sodden robes, she had found the only man she had ever loved with so much passion it hurt she never wanted the moment to end.
"Never," he breathed with furious passion as she pulled on his hair then pushed him against one of the walls in the street before he traced his hands up and down her torso and round her back kissing her deeply she moaned, unbuttoning the top of his robes working her hands down his chest. To his belt where he stopped her hands going any further down.
"Don't stop me!" She said lustfully as he placed her hands round his shoulders working his hands round the back of her thighs, as they moved further to her inside leg she pulled on his hair even tighter than before.
"Please forgive me." He groaned as she moved her hands below his belt so quickly he couldn't stop her she smiled pushing herself against him he took a deep breath and lifted her lightly from the floor burying his head in her hair kissing her neck.
"We can't stay here..." She muttered moving one of her knees round his hip smoothing it slowly down his thigh then back up again. "I live there;" she breathed pointing to the large house opposite.
"We shouldn't..." He said placing her on the floor again.
"I love you Rycrypt, always have and I want you," she said desperately pulling him across the street. He pushed her against the door when they reached it his eyes burning.
"I've never wanted anyone more." He kissed her again, her eyes closed as she allowed him to kiss her as she fumbled for the door key in one hand and continued to undo the buttons on his robes. She managed to find the key and opened the door spinning him round to face the door thrusting him through it he landed on the floor as she closed the door behind her. He got to his feet as she threw her arms around his neck again. She moved backward through the house into the living room pushing onto the sofa then lowered herself onto him. He began to hastily unbutton her robes as she did the same to him, working on the bits that she hadn't already undone.
"Take me," she said as he rolled onto her. She had never loved anyone more and this was definitely different to any of her husbands, Rycrypt had been in love with her for so long that all the passion he had built up over many years was being released and she had never felt such ecstasy.
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The sun rose in the morning sending jets of golden light into the room Imacia woke up and looked to her side but he was gone again. She got to her feet and dressed herself quickly then went to the kitchen where the light shone brightest, she was used to being alone now but never before had she truly felt lonely, she cried into her hands, she was so sure that wasn't her imagination.
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Rycrypt strode into the Ministry of Magic his black robes billowing out around him the left sleeve rolled up holding up his forearm for everyone to see. He stopped when he reached the door to the Mysteries section and opened the door while all the people watched him completely shocked and unsure what to do.
There was a small group of Aurors standing in his way when he reached the Minister's office.
"Step aside!" He barked his hollow eyes flashing, before all four drew their wands.
"My name is Rycrypt Snape, I have to see the Minister on a matter of grave importance, lives are at stake, officially I am dead!" He said as three of them stepped aside one however refused to move He had short black hair and looked extremely young to be working at the Ministry his pale blue eyes flashed malevolently, Rycrypt not in the mood to deal with children thrust him to the wall with his right arm before proceeding to walk into the Minister's office. The young man fell back feeling stupid to have been thwarted so quickly his pale eyes flashed, that wouldn't go without retaliation.
"Who are you?!" the wizened wizard asked from behind his desk.
"My name is Rycrypt Snape, I was declared dead by that dratted parchment and my life stolen by a crazed young wizard calling himself Lord Voldemort," Rycrypt showed him the Dark Mark and the expression changed on the old man's face.
"What are you saying?"
"I was an Auror Sir, not just any old Auror, I was a Guardian Spirit of the Sceptre of Light, my powers were lost when a plane crashed thirteen years ago, I have since then been using rudimentary magic using my fingers, I managed to escape finally when one of your deserting Auror's stumbled across me in a study. I have a book you see, one containing my research. It shows all my discoveries, I have been living like a mad scientist for years and I want my life back." Rycrypt breathed.
"What did you research?" The Minister - Herbert Proctris asked.
"I was informed after five years of torture, which nearly blinded me I might add that I was to research immortality, only three years later did I discover what he intended to do. He's going to try to kill all Muggle-borns and Muggles. The day I was captured he murdered about one hundred and fifty Muggles that were on the crashed air craft, he now has acquired many followers that he calls Death Eaters, when this mark," he pointed to his left forearm. "Burns black we are to disapperate and apparate by his side, I never though I was capable of the things he drove me to. I murdered an interrogator from the ministry eight years ago with my bare hands because I couldn't stand what he had done. His name was Detric Bell." Rycrypt said looking at the expression on the minister's face, it was clear he was interested in what Rycrypt had to say. "He was going to inform Voldemort about you Sir, but he was also the reason I was stolen away from my life, he wanted to marry Lady Imacia Thrust as she was, or Lady Imacia Bell as she is now. He knew that as long as I was around she would never have married him, I would have made her see sense but Bell didn't want me to get in the way. I was dragged away and now I have found something this mad man wants and I don't know what to do," Proctris looked at him analytically.
"What do you want me to do about all of this Mr. Snape?" He asked.
"I wish for you to arrest me and throw me in Azkaban where I deserve to be," he said shortly.
"Why would I do that?" Proctris asked, Rycrypt looked at him strangely.
"I think that you could be of some help to me Mr. Snape. You are not suspected by this Voldemort character are you?"
"Yes, I stole the book from him and hid it where it can never be found, if he becomes immortal you have no idea how much trouble we are in."
"I believe that I'll have you explain the situation to the mysteries department, everything you know. You'll help then in their work to capture this man in return for your freedom, will you do it?"
"I'll do what ever you want me to though I think it better to kill me right now."
"Be here again tomorrow, the we shall start to find out more about this Voldemort character, I wonder if he is as dangerous as you claim." Rycrypt got out of the seat rolled down his sleeve and walked out of the Ministry his head held high. They didn't believe him, had they have know what he did they would have locked him up and thrown away the key like he'd asked.
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He walked along outside of Imacia's home, should he return, he looked up to the window where he could see her crying. He disapparated before she saw him and apparated behind her placing a hand tentatively upon her shoulder. She sucked in a sharp breath.
"I'm sorry Mac, I had something to take care of," he said as she threw her arms around him again.
"I thought you'd left me again," she sobbed.
"I could never do that; you're the only thing that matters to me," he kissed her on the forehead wrapping his arms around her.
"I can't live without you Rye..." She sobbed, he let her go and fell to his knees at her feet, she looked down at him as he took both of her hands in his, she smiled at him.
"Imacia, would you, for all my faults and mistakes be my wife, I would have asked you many years ago only I was too afraid to ruin our friendship in-case you didn't feel the same way. I never want to leave you again because I love you." She crouched down tears in her eyes nodding her head before he pulled her on top of him kissing her.
"My love, I would want nothing more than to belong to you forever."
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It didn't take too many months for Imacia to discover herself pregnant again, now she was Lady Imacia Snape she had never been happier though she didn't know what her husband did for work anymore. Rycrypt insisted that he couldn't tell her because it was to do with the Mysteries department and often joked to her in his sniping fashion that half of his colleagues didn't know what they did in the Mysteries department it was so secret.
He would sometimes come home looking so frightened she didn't know what to do his face would go so pale she thought he was ill yet he assured her he wasn't. Soon after their wedding their first child was born, Rycrypt didn't know what to do with himself, he'd not really been a child person and now he had a child of his own. They didn't know what to call him, Rycrypt knew what his middle name should be but the first name was a mystery to them. Imacia would fall asleep with the boy in her arms, Rycrypt would cover her over with a blanket and fall asleep next to them with his arm around his wife forgetting that he was going to go to bed.
They eventually settled on a name, Severus Octorus Snape. He had been born on a stormy evening exactly as the clock struck midnight to welcome in the new day, the thirty-first of October, he was a child that Rycrypt knew he would be able to teach, Severus would learn about the book of Shadows in order to make sure that someone knew about his research. He would be taught the importance of being just and learn the importance of never using the book but understanding it's power, he would grow to be a better man than his father Rycrypt was insistent.
Severus was a lot like both of his parents, when he reached six months he had the same hollow consuming black eyes as his father and black hair that was very silky like his mother.
Imacia was still in the dark about some of the things Rycrypt had done, how would he ever tell her he'd killed someone, one of her husbands. He didn't feel he'd ever be able to share the information about Shadows with his wife, Abendigo would frighten her beyond words, he wasn't sure what to do about the cat, it was now an entity that haunted the Ministry and he was the only one that fully understood what it was.
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Author's Note:
Anyway as before, if you don't review this I won't write any more! I have now decided this is like the prequel to Natural Veritaserum! Har har! Yes it needs reviews I am miffed cause it doesn't get many and yet my really bazaar stories do... that cheeses me off, is this not bazaar enough?
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