Title: Unsung Rhapsody--A Reply Not Sent
Author: SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG (mild profanity)
Warnings: slashy goodness
A/N: For kat-chan, who requested a longer fic...It may develop that way, my friend.
Dearest Lucius,
You have released me to myself...do you not realize, my frigid silver angel, that I do not want the freedom you give. I need you, Lucius. You are my only link to sanity, and my only love.
Do you think I care about the jealous, shallow harridan you have been chained to? She is nothing...one of the Dark Lord's mindless followers.
Unlike you and I. We were magnificent...glorying in the wicked hunts He sent us on...killing with little or no remorse...destroying Aurors upon our faintest whims. We were truly gluttons of death...
But it was never all that we were. You were loving and delicate, your hands dancing on the piano in my manor's music room...creating a magic that goes deeper than any charm, any spell, any potion. Where did your beautiful music go? Was it lost in the screams of our victims?
Sometimes, sometimes I could see myself. See the fear with which all the others accorded me...
They knew, just as you did...that I could kill, and worse than kill, with my two empty hands. I know that you feared me sometimes.
Was it a relief, then, for you to flee to that slavish bitch? There was a lover you could sleep with without fear of death in the morning...
But you didn't realize that I would never hurt you. I could never lay a hand on you, nor could I want to. You were the only one who could see beyond the ugly shell that God saw fit to give me...to the human being underneath. Perhaps now there is no such human being...
I will never forget you, my angel...my love...You who was fearless and bold, cunning as the Snake in the Garden...
Tell the son that I know you will have that you feared only two men in your life:
Lord Voldemort and myself.
Forever loving,
Severus
Author: SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG (mild profanity)
Warnings: slashy goodness
A/N: For kat-chan, who requested a longer fic...It may develop that way, my friend.
Dearest Lucius,
You have released me to myself...do you not realize, my frigid silver angel, that I do not want the freedom you give. I need you, Lucius. You are my only link to sanity, and my only love.
Do you think I care about the jealous, shallow harridan you have been chained to? She is nothing...one of the Dark Lord's mindless followers.
Unlike you and I. We were magnificent...glorying in the wicked hunts He sent us on...killing with little or no remorse...destroying Aurors upon our faintest whims. We were truly gluttons of death...
But it was never all that we were. You were loving and delicate, your hands dancing on the piano in my manor's music room...creating a magic that goes deeper than any charm, any spell, any potion. Where did your beautiful music go? Was it lost in the screams of our victims?
Sometimes, sometimes I could see myself. See the fear with which all the others accorded me...
They knew, just as you did...that I could kill, and worse than kill, with my two empty hands. I know that you feared me sometimes.
Was it a relief, then, for you to flee to that slavish bitch? There was a lover you could sleep with without fear of death in the morning...
But you didn't realize that I would never hurt you. I could never lay a hand on you, nor could I want to. You were the only one who could see beyond the ugly shell that God saw fit to give me...to the human being underneath. Perhaps now there is no such human being...
I will never forget you, my angel...my love...You who was fearless and bold, cunning as the Snake in the Garden...
Tell the son that I know you will have that you feared only two men in your life:
Lord Voldemort and myself.
Forever loving,
Severus