Unexpected Encounters : Chapter Two
Disclaimer : as you know I don't own any of the character's or concepts that are in the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J. K. Rowling. No money is being made here. Just me here, writing a story.
Author's Notes : I've decided to put an A.N. at the beginning and at the end. I always have more to add on. I want to make sure that the story is clear, but without giving away any of the plot. short lines across dividing text mean a scene change or a skip forward in time. longer lines are just beginning/end dividers.
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Now this had to be an unusual sight to see on any morning. Professor Minerva McGonagall racing down the Hogwarts' hallway from the library, one arm holding on to a large book the other grasping her robes so she did not trip. "Where's is Remus?" she asked Dumbledore, who was just coming out from the teacher's lounge. "He's with Severus, down in the dungeons. The charm I put on Severus told me he woke up about half an hour ago."
"Oh my. Perhaps you should read this." she said thrusting a leather bound book at him. "I need to warn Severus. Remi!" and she ran off. "Hmm. Vampires vs. Werewolves : Fangs bite Fur by Quentin Trimble. Trimble eh. sounds interesting." said Dumbledore flipping the book open while taking a bit of a danish that was floating around his head.
Although his rooms were at the far end of the dungeons, without even stepping three steps down the dungeon stairs you would have been able to hear the voice of a certain angry Potions Master. "Lupin, let me out immediately!" screamed Severus from inside his room.
"No Severus your not coming out until you calm down!" yelled back Remus.
"I told you I am calm. What's going on? Take down this barrier and open that damn door now. And give me back my wand. Where is my wand? Lupin!"
Letting out a huge sigh Remus stood outside Severus' bedroom door with his back leaning against the door-frame. He wondered if being turned had caused this sudden change in temperament of the usually calm Potions Master. Even though Severus was known to have a temper, he preferred cold silence combined with a death glare, to yelling and screaming at the top of his lungs as he was doing now.
Remus turned at the sound of footsteps further down the hallway. He blinked. Was that what he thought he was seeing, Professor McGonagall running down a hallway. That was not something he though he would ever see. But with the events of the last few years he supposed he shouldn't be surprised at seeing anything anymore.
Before he knew it, Minerva had reached him, and she was glaring at him
"What?" he said
"Remus, what are you doing? Trying to kill Severus. You need to stay away from him until he has gained control."
"Me. Kill him? I think he would have killed me if it had not been for that barrier Albus put around his bed last night. That was the only thing that kept him in. Too bad everything else could pass through. He threw everything he could reach at me. Why do you think I am standing out here? and what control are you talking about?"
"You are a werewolf he is a vampire. You have strong blood. Severus is a newly made vampire he does not have control over his bloodlust yet. Your presence is driving him into an attack mode. That's why he has gotten violent. Your the Defense Against Dark Arts professor, shouldn't you know your subject."
"I thought it was a myth." Remus managed to say. "But wait, I still don't see how Severus would get hurt. Wouldn't I be the one in danger?"
Minerva lead Remus away from the dungeons. "Albus has the book I was reading. It's written by Quentin Trimble, the author of The Dark Forces : A Guide to Self-Protection. It turns out that his brother, Victor Trimble, was a werewolf, so it's quite a reliable source. It explains better than I can, but the main idea is that if he manages to bite you, your own wolf instincts will come into play and you will in turn attack him. Then it all depends on who is stronger."
"How long do you think it will take for him to be able to control this? There's only two weeks until the students return." asked Remus.
"I'm not sure, I'll have to do more research. Perhaps there is something in one of your books. I suspect that Albus will be on his way down here now. So we will probably meet him part way. I don't think that it would be a good idea for him to see Severus yet either though. He's one of the most powerful wizards of our time, there's more than enough magic in his blood to set off Severus' vampiric instincts. He can let you take a look at the book I was talking about earlier."
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They had met up with Dumbledore and were in the Great Hall to discuss the situation. "What should we do? How can we help him if we can not even be in the same room as him?" asked Remus
"I'm not sure yet." answered Dumbledore
"The strangest thing is that he didn't seem to realize his condition when he woke up. Perhaps it was because I was in the room though." added Remus
"Will he be able to teach again?"
"I hope so but we can't risk him attacking any of the students." added Minerva.
"Then there's the problem about blood. We can't possible let him .. hunt." said Minerva.
"Well I do know that it can be ordered in Knockturn Alley" suggested Lupin
"I have something we could use as a temporary substitute." piped up Professor Sprout. "Severus and I discovered it while we were in the forest cataloging unknown plants. We called it blood moss, because when it is ground up the liquid can be used in place of real blood. I have some growing in the greenhouse. I'll go prepare it."
Dumbledore nodded as he picked up a scone "That should work for awhile and we can owl-order the blood. On to the next dilemma. We need a potions teacher to fill in for Severus until he feels ready to teach again."
"Remi, do you think that Sirius could?" suggested Minerva when Remus leapt up from his seat.
"oh my. Draco! He's in the room next to Severus, what if.." He headed towards the doors to the Great Hall. "Wait, didn't you been listening to what I told you? You can't go down there. I'll go get Draco." called out Minerva from behind him. "In the mean time, since you are the DADA professor, why don't you find all the information you can get on vampires and sort out the true facts from all the myths and folklore. Most of what I have read so far seem preposterously romanticised."
Minerva started down the stone steps towards the dungeons. "I will check Draco's rooms first. Perhaps he hasn't even woken up yet and there is nothing to be worried about" she told herself. Never the less her steps speed up as she entered the cold corridors.
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Severus Snape sat down on a mound of tangled silk sheets at the end of his four poster bed. He looked down at his hands. His normally dry, callused hands from all that potions work were white and smooth. The nails were longer and shaped in delicate manicured curves. On closer inspection they seemed to grow even longer and sharper as he concentrated on them. They looked almost claw-like now. Running his left index finger along the back of his right hand he watched in fascination as the skin split open. Red drops flowed down his towards his thumb. Tilting his head, he ran his tongue along his hand. The blood tasted tangy in his mouth. An image flashed into his mind. Lucius.
Now what had been Lucius' plan. Why was he still alive, although he was not technically alive anymore. Why hadn't Lucius killed him? The only reason that there had been an attack on his life must have meant that Voldemort had found out about his allegiance to Dumbledore. Those that betrayed Voldemort had always been tortured to death. Yet here he was, dead in a way, but not in pain at the moment. He felt, to say plainly, great, perhpas even better than he usually did and he was at Hogwarts. Shouldn't he be writhing in a pool of his own blood and vomit before Voldemort's feet. He had seen it happen many times before, and for even lesser offenses.
Hearing a noise Severus looked up. It was still far away, but it was getting closer. There were also another set of footsteps coming towards him "Draco!" ah Minerva and Draco, better stand up. Can't let Minerva see me like this sitting on a pile of crumpled up sheets.
He ran his hand through his hair. He had let it grow out since last year so that he could tie it back while doing potions work. It felt different. It was no longer greasy, but like silk. Being a vampire did have its good points. "The vampire blood must have caused all the poisons to be burned out of my system." he thought. Over the years Severus had been poisoned many times by his fellow Death Eaters and by Voldemort himself. That's why he always carried antidotes with him to meetings. Most Death Eaters have a strange sense of humor.
Looking over at the mirror on the back of his door he saw that his skin was a deathly pale white. His skin wouldn't be a pale when he had something to drink. His teeth were still slightly crooked but were as white as his skin. He ran his tongue along his teeth. The seemed normal enough. He remembered Lucius and how his fangs grew longer when he had wanted to .. use them.
"Severus Snape a vampire. Well most the students already thought I was." he said to himself. "I wonder what they will think of me now. As if their terrifying potions professor being a spy wasn't hard enough to believe."
Minerva opened the door slowly. She was surprised to see Severus standing next to his bed. The sheets were folded and the floor around him was neat and tidy. She could tell where the barrier ended though. About three feet around the bed, the rest of the room was a mess. Pillows and blankets had been tossed across the room. Parchments and a few quills were on the floor. An overturned bottle of ink was seeping into to the wooden floor. To finish off the scene a slipper was hanging from a candelabra above.
"Uncle Severus, your awake. I'm so sorry I couldn't make it here in time to warn you." said Draco as he finally managed to push past Professor McGonagall to stumble into the room, landing halfway onto a pillow.
"Draco, it is alright, but how did you get here?" after Draco retold what had happened again, Severus turned to Minerva.
"I have seen a turning take place before so I have an understanding of what has happened. Voldemort has three vampires that I know of working for him. Four now if we count Lucius. Voldemort must have ordered him to do this. But I can't figure out why. Lucius could have easily killed me that night. I was stunned before I even reached the Lake."
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Thinking back to last night, he remembered getting Draco's owl. He had been in the new potions lab moving the tables and caldrons into place. He could almost hear Flitwick voice in his mind saying "Swish and Flick." An eagle owl swooped in through a door and dropped a note into a nearby caldron and flew off again. It was a quickly written note. Some of the letters were smudged, but he could still make out Draco's curvy script.
-Uncle Severus, Something has happened at the Manor. It's not safe for me to stay here any longer. You have to help me. By this time I should be at Hogwarts in a few minutes. Please meet my by the Lake. Draco-
Against his better judgment Severus went out to the Lake without telling anyone. Clutching his wand tightly, he was still a Slytherin after all and he would be ready for anything. Or so he thought. He looked over to the Lake. There was no one there. An uneasy feeling grew and as he was turning around back towards the school a beam of energy shot towards him from the sky above him. He didn't even get to see who, or actually, what stunned him before he fell face forward to the ground.
The next thing he knew he was in the Forbidden Forest. His hands were tied behind him, around the trunk of a tree. He looked down. His legs were covered with cuts, and numerous bruises were starting to form. Thorns and veins clung to the edges of his ripped robes. He moved his legs a bit to shake off the clumps of dirt. It appeared that he had been dragged through the underbush of the forest to a small clearing of some sort. He looked back up again and was surprised to see Lucius Malfloy was standing in front of him. Not that he didn't expect to see Lucius, because of the note from Draco. It's just that he looked different. He was paler, and his platinum hair wasn't gelled into place. Silky stands neatly framed his pointed face. But it was the fangs that were growing longer as Lucius grinned down at him that were worrying him the most.
Severus had know about Voldemort's interest in vampires for a while. It had always been his backup plan. Seems like the Dark Lord had changed tactics and was already experimenting. As he sat leaning against the tree waiting to die he looked up at Lucius. Voldemort must have found out. Severus looked around him almost expecting to see the Dark Lord apparate into the forest. But no one was there except for the two of them.
He had thought that his betrayal would have at least allowed him the great honor of being killed by Voldemort himself. Oh well. Lucius had only been second to Wormtail, and since Wormtail had been captured, Lucius was the next best thing. Severus smirked at his own dry humor. He was going to die soon, might as well joke about it.
Lucius grabbed him around the waist and started to pull him up. The tree bark scraped at his arms. Pain shot up his arms and he could feel the blood dripping off his fingers. When he was standing unsteadily Lucius curled his fingers around Severus' chin and lifted his head up to look so that they were now at eye level. Normally Severus was a good head taller than Lucius, but then again normally Lucius wasn't floating off the ground.
Severus knew that he must not make eye contact. He turned his head, fighting to look away. Lucius tightened his grip and Severus let out a strangled gasp. It felt like the muscles of his face were being pushed into his jaw bone. As their eyes locked, Severus felt his mind go light. Lucius relaxed his grip. Severus slumped back against the tree. His eyes blank. He felt warm.
Then Lucius began tearing and clawing at his arms, legs and chest. Strips of flesh were ripped off. Sometime during all this he had been untied. He was now floating limply in the air about three or four feet off the ground. There was so much blood gushing out of all the lacerations, but hardly any of it reached the dirt below.
Lucius had climbed up on top of his floating body, smiling at him with his lips red, dripping with blood. Licking at the blood that was escaping from the corner of his mouth, then plunging back to his feast. Everything was drowning in that hazy warmness. Severus thought it to be strange how there wasn't any pain to go along with it all. He had always imagine his death would be slow and painful.
When the warmth started to fade, he knew that that would be the end. He had done what he could during his life to help Dumbledore. When he had even helped Black by luring Wormtail into a trap, so that Black's name could be cleared. He hoped that someone capable would fill his position, and not some dunderhead like Gilderoy Lockhart. He'd come back as a ghost before he lets someone like that teach potions.
Lucius moved father up farther up his body. He rested his elbows against Severus' collarbone, his chin propped up on his clasped hands. In one swift motion they were upright, but still float above the ground. Tilting his head to the side, Lucius sank hit fangs into Severus' neck. He didn't think it was even possible that he had any blood left, but yet Lucius was still drinking. Severus began to feel cold, so cold. It felt as though his body heat was being sucked out along with his blood. It was as if a wave of ice was moving up his limbs.
Lucius backed away slightly. His hands were gripping Severus shoulders. He let go of his left hand and brought it to his mouth. Biting down blood came pouring rapidly out of the wound since he had feed so much. Flying behind him Lucius tilted Severus' head back and poured the blood into his mouth.
It burned down his throat and through his veins. It was worst than Crucio. It felt as though his blood was boiling and his body was on fire. He wanted to rip out his blood vessels but he couldn't move. He felt so powerless. Then his body began to jerk. Lucius stepped back and left him there in the darkness. Severus dropped to the floor. As he lay there convulsing, his wounds opened up again. Blood mixed with the soil below. He heard hooves pacing nearby and then he knew no more.
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Severus didn't tell them the details of his encounter with Lucius. They had seen his body last night and from what Draco had told them, they could put together the basic facts themselves. "I think I need to talk to the Headmaster. Minerva, could you light the fire? Remus took my wand." said Severus. "Oh of course." she said "Incendio" she took a pouch from her robe and then threw some powder into the flames. "Albus Dumbledore" she said. The flames flicked and Albus' head was smiling up at them.
"Severus, how do you feel?"
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Author's Notes : Thank you to the reviewers. I blushed while reading them. gawd so happy. They really encouraged me to keep on going. And plot ideas have been popping into my head since then. yeah! So with so many ideas in my head I got Chapter two up much faster than I thought I would. I wasn't planning on putting up another chapter til this weekend. Oie. The vote so far is even. err.. so its harry/sev or sev/remi . Ahh. don't know which to use. they both are great and would work fine with the plot in my head. sigh. guess I'll just have to leave it up in the air for a while longer. aie. which is it gonna be?
Eh what did you think of Chapter Two? It really wasn't what I had expected. I love parts of it, but then there are parts that I am not really satisfied with. If you can't already tell I have a huge thing for bloodlust. That's why I just had to write a vampire story. And who better to play the part then Sevi! hehe. o.O make me think of Sevi-sama from Angel Sanctuary. go anime!! I'll probably re-write, re-edit and re-post this chapter later on. But I posted it so you can read it now. I might even just leave it that way. I do like it or else I wouldn't have posted it. oh well. I repost everything. Usually they are just minor changes though. Nothing that will mess with the plot.
check out my website if your into anime/manga/fanfiction/scanlations/harry potter ..err well you probably are a harry potter fan, or why else would you be reading this rite. hehe.. - es. . haven't watched that since after she died and was brought back to life. Neways, since you didn't leave a signed review I don't know how to reach you. But if it has something to do with Sev making another vampire then I'll really have to say I don't know. The plot keeps on changing from day to day in my mind. Can't answer your other question without giving it away, but you'll probably figure it all out soon from the next few chapters.
Elven child : ooh another vote for sev/remi .. its tied. why??. hehe well either pairing I'll have fun writting it.
katz_nipp written : August 16, 2002 editied : January 11, 2004
Disclaimer : as you know I don't own any of the character's or concepts that are in the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J. K. Rowling. No money is being made here. Just me here, writing a story.
Author's Notes : I've decided to put an A.N. at the beginning and at the end. I always have more to add on. I want to make sure that the story is clear, but without giving away any of the plot. short lines across dividing text mean a scene change or a skip forward in time. longer lines are just beginning/end dividers.
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Now this had to be an unusual sight to see on any morning. Professor Minerva McGonagall racing down the Hogwarts' hallway from the library, one arm holding on to a large book the other grasping her robes so she did not trip. "Where's is Remus?" she asked Dumbledore, who was just coming out from the teacher's lounge. "He's with Severus, down in the dungeons. The charm I put on Severus told me he woke up about half an hour ago."
"Oh my. Perhaps you should read this." she said thrusting a leather bound book at him. "I need to warn Severus. Remi!" and she ran off. "Hmm. Vampires vs. Werewolves : Fangs bite Fur by Quentin Trimble. Trimble eh. sounds interesting." said Dumbledore flipping the book open while taking a bit of a danish that was floating around his head.
Although his rooms were at the far end of the dungeons, without even stepping three steps down the dungeon stairs you would have been able to hear the voice of a certain angry Potions Master. "Lupin, let me out immediately!" screamed Severus from inside his room.
"No Severus your not coming out until you calm down!" yelled back Remus.
"I told you I am calm. What's going on? Take down this barrier and open that damn door now. And give me back my wand. Where is my wand? Lupin!"
Letting out a huge sigh Remus stood outside Severus' bedroom door with his back leaning against the door-frame. He wondered if being turned had caused this sudden change in temperament of the usually calm Potions Master. Even though Severus was known to have a temper, he preferred cold silence combined with a death glare, to yelling and screaming at the top of his lungs as he was doing now.
Remus turned at the sound of footsteps further down the hallway. He blinked. Was that what he thought he was seeing, Professor McGonagall running down a hallway. That was not something he though he would ever see. But with the events of the last few years he supposed he shouldn't be surprised at seeing anything anymore.
Before he knew it, Minerva had reached him, and she was glaring at him
"What?" he said
"Remus, what are you doing? Trying to kill Severus. You need to stay away from him until he has gained control."
"Me. Kill him? I think he would have killed me if it had not been for that barrier Albus put around his bed last night. That was the only thing that kept him in. Too bad everything else could pass through. He threw everything he could reach at me. Why do you think I am standing out here? and what control are you talking about?"
"You are a werewolf he is a vampire. You have strong blood. Severus is a newly made vampire he does not have control over his bloodlust yet. Your presence is driving him into an attack mode. That's why he has gotten violent. Your the Defense Against Dark Arts professor, shouldn't you know your subject."
"I thought it was a myth." Remus managed to say. "But wait, I still don't see how Severus would get hurt. Wouldn't I be the one in danger?"
Minerva lead Remus away from the dungeons. "Albus has the book I was reading. It's written by Quentin Trimble, the author of The Dark Forces : A Guide to Self-Protection. It turns out that his brother, Victor Trimble, was a werewolf, so it's quite a reliable source. It explains better than I can, but the main idea is that if he manages to bite you, your own wolf instincts will come into play and you will in turn attack him. Then it all depends on who is stronger."
"How long do you think it will take for him to be able to control this? There's only two weeks until the students return." asked Remus.
"I'm not sure, I'll have to do more research. Perhaps there is something in one of your books. I suspect that Albus will be on his way down here now. So we will probably meet him part way. I don't think that it would be a good idea for him to see Severus yet either though. He's one of the most powerful wizards of our time, there's more than enough magic in his blood to set off Severus' vampiric instincts. He can let you take a look at the book I was talking about earlier."
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They had met up with Dumbledore and were in the Great Hall to discuss the situation. "What should we do? How can we help him if we can not even be in the same room as him?" asked Remus
"I'm not sure yet." answered Dumbledore
"The strangest thing is that he didn't seem to realize his condition when he woke up. Perhaps it was because I was in the room though." added Remus
"Will he be able to teach again?"
"I hope so but we can't risk him attacking any of the students." added Minerva.
"Then there's the problem about blood. We can't possible let him .. hunt." said Minerva.
"Well I do know that it can be ordered in Knockturn Alley" suggested Lupin
"I have something we could use as a temporary substitute." piped up Professor Sprout. "Severus and I discovered it while we were in the forest cataloging unknown plants. We called it blood moss, because when it is ground up the liquid can be used in place of real blood. I have some growing in the greenhouse. I'll go prepare it."
Dumbledore nodded as he picked up a scone "That should work for awhile and we can owl-order the blood. On to the next dilemma. We need a potions teacher to fill in for Severus until he feels ready to teach again."
"Remi, do you think that Sirius could?" suggested Minerva when Remus leapt up from his seat.
"oh my. Draco! He's in the room next to Severus, what if.." He headed towards the doors to the Great Hall. "Wait, didn't you been listening to what I told you? You can't go down there. I'll go get Draco." called out Minerva from behind him. "In the mean time, since you are the DADA professor, why don't you find all the information you can get on vampires and sort out the true facts from all the myths and folklore. Most of what I have read so far seem preposterously romanticised."
Minerva started down the stone steps towards the dungeons. "I will check Draco's rooms first. Perhaps he hasn't even woken up yet and there is nothing to be worried about" she told herself. Never the less her steps speed up as she entered the cold corridors.
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Severus Snape sat down on a mound of tangled silk sheets at the end of his four poster bed. He looked down at his hands. His normally dry, callused hands from all that potions work were white and smooth. The nails were longer and shaped in delicate manicured curves. On closer inspection they seemed to grow even longer and sharper as he concentrated on them. They looked almost claw-like now. Running his left index finger along the back of his right hand he watched in fascination as the skin split open. Red drops flowed down his towards his thumb. Tilting his head, he ran his tongue along his hand. The blood tasted tangy in his mouth. An image flashed into his mind. Lucius.
Now what had been Lucius' plan. Why was he still alive, although he was not technically alive anymore. Why hadn't Lucius killed him? The only reason that there had been an attack on his life must have meant that Voldemort had found out about his allegiance to Dumbledore. Those that betrayed Voldemort had always been tortured to death. Yet here he was, dead in a way, but not in pain at the moment. He felt, to say plainly, great, perhpas even better than he usually did and he was at Hogwarts. Shouldn't he be writhing in a pool of his own blood and vomit before Voldemort's feet. He had seen it happen many times before, and for even lesser offenses.
Hearing a noise Severus looked up. It was still far away, but it was getting closer. There were also another set of footsteps coming towards him "Draco!" ah Minerva and Draco, better stand up. Can't let Minerva see me like this sitting on a pile of crumpled up sheets.
He ran his hand through his hair. He had let it grow out since last year so that he could tie it back while doing potions work. It felt different. It was no longer greasy, but like silk. Being a vampire did have its good points. "The vampire blood must have caused all the poisons to be burned out of my system." he thought. Over the years Severus had been poisoned many times by his fellow Death Eaters and by Voldemort himself. That's why he always carried antidotes with him to meetings. Most Death Eaters have a strange sense of humor.
Looking over at the mirror on the back of his door he saw that his skin was a deathly pale white. His skin wouldn't be a pale when he had something to drink. His teeth were still slightly crooked but were as white as his skin. He ran his tongue along his teeth. The seemed normal enough. He remembered Lucius and how his fangs grew longer when he had wanted to .. use them.
"Severus Snape a vampire. Well most the students already thought I was." he said to himself. "I wonder what they will think of me now. As if their terrifying potions professor being a spy wasn't hard enough to believe."
Minerva opened the door slowly. She was surprised to see Severus standing next to his bed. The sheets were folded and the floor around him was neat and tidy. She could tell where the barrier ended though. About three feet around the bed, the rest of the room was a mess. Pillows and blankets had been tossed across the room. Parchments and a few quills were on the floor. An overturned bottle of ink was seeping into to the wooden floor. To finish off the scene a slipper was hanging from a candelabra above.
"Uncle Severus, your awake. I'm so sorry I couldn't make it here in time to warn you." said Draco as he finally managed to push past Professor McGonagall to stumble into the room, landing halfway onto a pillow.
"Draco, it is alright, but how did you get here?" after Draco retold what had happened again, Severus turned to Minerva.
"I have seen a turning take place before so I have an understanding of what has happened. Voldemort has three vampires that I know of working for him. Four now if we count Lucius. Voldemort must have ordered him to do this. But I can't figure out why. Lucius could have easily killed me that night. I was stunned before I even reached the Lake."
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Thinking back to last night, he remembered getting Draco's owl. He had been in the new potions lab moving the tables and caldrons into place. He could almost hear Flitwick voice in his mind saying "Swish and Flick." An eagle owl swooped in through a door and dropped a note into a nearby caldron and flew off again. It was a quickly written note. Some of the letters were smudged, but he could still make out Draco's curvy script.
-Uncle Severus, Something has happened at the Manor. It's not safe for me to stay here any longer. You have to help me. By this time I should be at Hogwarts in a few minutes. Please meet my by the Lake. Draco-
Against his better judgment Severus went out to the Lake without telling anyone. Clutching his wand tightly, he was still a Slytherin after all and he would be ready for anything. Or so he thought. He looked over to the Lake. There was no one there. An uneasy feeling grew and as he was turning around back towards the school a beam of energy shot towards him from the sky above him. He didn't even get to see who, or actually, what stunned him before he fell face forward to the ground.
The next thing he knew he was in the Forbidden Forest. His hands were tied behind him, around the trunk of a tree. He looked down. His legs were covered with cuts, and numerous bruises were starting to form. Thorns and veins clung to the edges of his ripped robes. He moved his legs a bit to shake off the clumps of dirt. It appeared that he had been dragged through the underbush of the forest to a small clearing of some sort. He looked back up again and was surprised to see Lucius Malfloy was standing in front of him. Not that he didn't expect to see Lucius, because of the note from Draco. It's just that he looked different. He was paler, and his platinum hair wasn't gelled into place. Silky stands neatly framed his pointed face. But it was the fangs that were growing longer as Lucius grinned down at him that were worrying him the most.
Severus had know about Voldemort's interest in vampires for a while. It had always been his backup plan. Seems like the Dark Lord had changed tactics and was already experimenting. As he sat leaning against the tree waiting to die he looked up at Lucius. Voldemort must have found out. Severus looked around him almost expecting to see the Dark Lord apparate into the forest. But no one was there except for the two of them.
He had thought that his betrayal would have at least allowed him the great honor of being killed by Voldemort himself. Oh well. Lucius had only been second to Wormtail, and since Wormtail had been captured, Lucius was the next best thing. Severus smirked at his own dry humor. He was going to die soon, might as well joke about it.
Lucius grabbed him around the waist and started to pull him up. The tree bark scraped at his arms. Pain shot up his arms and he could feel the blood dripping off his fingers. When he was standing unsteadily Lucius curled his fingers around Severus' chin and lifted his head up to look so that they were now at eye level. Normally Severus was a good head taller than Lucius, but then again normally Lucius wasn't floating off the ground.
Severus knew that he must not make eye contact. He turned his head, fighting to look away. Lucius tightened his grip and Severus let out a strangled gasp. It felt like the muscles of his face were being pushed into his jaw bone. As their eyes locked, Severus felt his mind go light. Lucius relaxed his grip. Severus slumped back against the tree. His eyes blank. He felt warm.
Then Lucius began tearing and clawing at his arms, legs and chest. Strips of flesh were ripped off. Sometime during all this he had been untied. He was now floating limply in the air about three or four feet off the ground. There was so much blood gushing out of all the lacerations, but hardly any of it reached the dirt below.
Lucius had climbed up on top of his floating body, smiling at him with his lips red, dripping with blood. Licking at the blood that was escaping from the corner of his mouth, then plunging back to his feast. Everything was drowning in that hazy warmness. Severus thought it to be strange how there wasn't any pain to go along with it all. He had always imagine his death would be slow and painful.
When the warmth started to fade, he knew that that would be the end. He had done what he could during his life to help Dumbledore. When he had even helped Black by luring Wormtail into a trap, so that Black's name could be cleared. He hoped that someone capable would fill his position, and not some dunderhead like Gilderoy Lockhart. He'd come back as a ghost before he lets someone like that teach potions.
Lucius moved father up farther up his body. He rested his elbows against Severus' collarbone, his chin propped up on his clasped hands. In one swift motion they were upright, but still float above the ground. Tilting his head to the side, Lucius sank hit fangs into Severus' neck. He didn't think it was even possible that he had any blood left, but yet Lucius was still drinking. Severus began to feel cold, so cold. It felt as though his body heat was being sucked out along with his blood. It was as if a wave of ice was moving up his limbs.
Lucius backed away slightly. His hands were gripping Severus shoulders. He let go of his left hand and brought it to his mouth. Biting down blood came pouring rapidly out of the wound since he had feed so much. Flying behind him Lucius tilted Severus' head back and poured the blood into his mouth.
It burned down his throat and through his veins. It was worst than Crucio. It felt as though his blood was boiling and his body was on fire. He wanted to rip out his blood vessels but he couldn't move. He felt so powerless. Then his body began to jerk. Lucius stepped back and left him there in the darkness. Severus dropped to the floor. As he lay there convulsing, his wounds opened up again. Blood mixed with the soil below. He heard hooves pacing nearby and then he knew no more.
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Severus didn't tell them the details of his encounter with Lucius. They had seen his body last night and from what Draco had told them, they could put together the basic facts themselves. "I think I need to talk to the Headmaster. Minerva, could you light the fire? Remus took my wand." said Severus. "Oh of course." she said "Incendio" she took a pouch from her robe and then threw some powder into the flames. "Albus Dumbledore" she said. The flames flicked and Albus' head was smiling up at them.
"Severus, how do you feel?"
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Author's Notes : Thank you to the reviewers. I blushed while reading them. gawd so happy. They really encouraged me to keep on going. And plot ideas have been popping into my head since then. yeah! So with so many ideas in my head I got Chapter two up much faster than I thought I would. I wasn't planning on putting up another chapter til this weekend. Oie. The vote so far is even. err.. so its harry/sev or sev/remi . Ahh. don't know which to use. they both are great and would work fine with the plot in my head. sigh. guess I'll just have to leave it up in the air for a while longer. aie. which is it gonna be?
Eh what did you think of Chapter Two? It really wasn't what I had expected. I love parts of it, but then there are parts that I am not really satisfied with. If you can't already tell I have a huge thing for bloodlust. That's why I just had to write a vampire story. And who better to play the part then Sevi! hehe. o.O make me think of Sevi-sama from Angel Sanctuary. go anime!! I'll probably re-write, re-edit and re-post this chapter later on. But I posted it so you can read it now. I might even just leave it that way. I do like it or else I wouldn't have posted it. oh well. I repost everything. Usually they are just minor changes though. Nothing that will mess with the plot.
check out my website if your into anime/manga/fanfiction/scanlations/harry potter ..err well you probably are a harry potter fan, or why else would you be reading this rite. hehe.. - es. . haven't watched that since after she died and was brought back to life. Neways, since you didn't leave a signed review I don't know how to reach you. But if it has something to do with Sev making another vampire then I'll really have to say I don't know. The plot keeps on changing from day to day in my mind. Can't answer your other question without giving it away, but you'll probably figure it all out soon from the next few chapters.
Elven child : ooh another vote for sev/remi .. its tied. why??. hehe well either pairing I'll have fun writting it.
katz_nipp written : August 16, 2002 editied : January 11, 2004