AN ahhhhh!! The pink monkeys with vanilla ice-cream bombs are coming!!! (I
might make this into an epic just to see how many threats Riverlady can
come up with!)
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Snape looked at the wand pointing at his forehead. He was sure he had been inworse situations than this, but he couldn't think of one.
His eyes travelled along the wand, and up Harry's skinny arm. The boy was shaking, his green eyes looking lost and vulnerable, but his hand was steady.
Anything could have happened, though Snape refused to use violence, when the door banged open.
"Harry! What on earth are you doing?"
Snape groaned inwardly. That stupid Granger girl again. He would swear she was half-Banshee.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Feel free to come in, Hermione. I'm sure you're not interrupting anything. . ."
"Harry! You were about to kill a teacher! Do you have any idea how much trouble. . ."
"That will do, Miss Granger."
". . .you could have got into, you could have been expelled, don't you ever think, what if. . ."
"HOLD YOUR TONGUE, MISS GRANGER!" bellowed Snape. Harry, wand dropped on the floor, sunk into the bedclothes, shaking and wild-eyed.
"Now. I was under the illusion that only members of staff were permitted to be here at all, let alone after curfew. Go back to your dormitory this second! And twenty points from Gryffindor."
With a squeak, Hermione fled, and Snape turned back to Harry. Or rather, the quivering hump in the bed that was Harry.
"Harry. . .I won't make you a deal now. Because. . .what I was going to say was unfair. You don't need that choice."
"What were you going to offer me?"
"Death. At a price."
He had not expected Harry to be shocked, and so wasn't surprised at the blank look on Harry's face.
"What would the price have been?"
"I wanted. . .want. . .to know what happened with the Death Eaters."
"Why? They've gone now. Voldemort's gone."
Snape could have cried at the flat tone of Harry's voice.
"This is for you, Harry! How are you going to live for the future when you can't even face the past?"
He instantly regretted his harsh tone of voice. Harry looked him in the eye, green orbs blazing.
"Why the fuck should I want to live in the present or future? If you had any idea, any idea at all, you wouldn't be saying that."
"Well ok, tell me then! Don't keep me in suspense!"
Snape knew he was being unreasonable. He expected Harry to hex him, or ignore him. But not this:
"Ok. I'll tell you. They raped me. They fucked me until I couldn't breathe, until everything had dissolved into terror. They took it in turns. Voldemort sat watching, and reminding me of. . .of when the Dursleys raped me. Or at least, my uncle. My aunt and cousin watched. Voldemort reminded me of everything that had gone wrong, and gave me a knife so I could kill myself. I. . .cut my wrist. . .and sort of woke up, and killed him. Happy?"
Even Harry was shocked by Snape's reaction. The wizard clenched his fists, his teeth grinding. A painting over his head shattered and he growled,
"I'm going for a walk."
Harry could hear the smash of things breaking all the way down the hall.
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AN ok ok its short. . .but I'm scared of the monkeys and riverlady so here it is. Im sorry! (sobs in shame) I have so much work! All this maths coursework, and everyone written 18 pages plus, and I have. . .2. . .which I thought was all I'd need. God school sucks!
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Snape looked at the wand pointing at his forehead. He was sure he had been inworse situations than this, but he couldn't think of one.
His eyes travelled along the wand, and up Harry's skinny arm. The boy was shaking, his green eyes looking lost and vulnerable, but his hand was steady.
Anything could have happened, though Snape refused to use violence, when the door banged open.
"Harry! What on earth are you doing?"
Snape groaned inwardly. That stupid Granger girl again. He would swear she was half-Banshee.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Feel free to come in, Hermione. I'm sure you're not interrupting anything. . ."
"Harry! You were about to kill a teacher! Do you have any idea how much trouble. . ."
"That will do, Miss Granger."
". . .you could have got into, you could have been expelled, don't you ever think, what if. . ."
"HOLD YOUR TONGUE, MISS GRANGER!" bellowed Snape. Harry, wand dropped on the floor, sunk into the bedclothes, shaking and wild-eyed.
"Now. I was under the illusion that only members of staff were permitted to be here at all, let alone after curfew. Go back to your dormitory this second! And twenty points from Gryffindor."
With a squeak, Hermione fled, and Snape turned back to Harry. Or rather, the quivering hump in the bed that was Harry.
"Harry. . .I won't make you a deal now. Because. . .what I was going to say was unfair. You don't need that choice."
"What were you going to offer me?"
"Death. At a price."
He had not expected Harry to be shocked, and so wasn't surprised at the blank look on Harry's face.
"What would the price have been?"
"I wanted. . .want. . .to know what happened with the Death Eaters."
"Why? They've gone now. Voldemort's gone."
Snape could have cried at the flat tone of Harry's voice.
"This is for you, Harry! How are you going to live for the future when you can't even face the past?"
He instantly regretted his harsh tone of voice. Harry looked him in the eye, green orbs blazing.
"Why the fuck should I want to live in the present or future? If you had any idea, any idea at all, you wouldn't be saying that."
"Well ok, tell me then! Don't keep me in suspense!"
Snape knew he was being unreasonable. He expected Harry to hex him, or ignore him. But not this:
"Ok. I'll tell you. They raped me. They fucked me until I couldn't breathe, until everything had dissolved into terror. They took it in turns. Voldemort sat watching, and reminding me of. . .of when the Dursleys raped me. Or at least, my uncle. My aunt and cousin watched. Voldemort reminded me of everything that had gone wrong, and gave me a knife so I could kill myself. I. . .cut my wrist. . .and sort of woke up, and killed him. Happy?"
Even Harry was shocked by Snape's reaction. The wizard clenched his fists, his teeth grinding. A painting over his head shattered and he growled,
"I'm going for a walk."
Harry could hear the smash of things breaking all the way down the hall.
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AN ok ok its short. . .but I'm scared of the monkeys and riverlady so here it is. Im sorry! (sobs in shame) I have so much work! All this maths coursework, and everyone written 18 pages plus, and I have. . .2. . .which I thought was all I'd need. God school sucks!