Vampire Half 3: A Snake's Pride
Author's Note: Vampire Half is back ALL RIGHT! Back here to continue with my trilogy (before HP 5 comes out) even though I never planned to make one. As you can remember, Voldemort was defeated in the last story, some Death Eaters still are alive and free, roaming the land. Here will be new characters, and there will be a surprise! Enjoy reading! (All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, except Selena, Septimus, Dr. Hunder and Mata Shani).
The debt is paid,
The verdict said,
The Furies laid,
The plague is stayed..
...
Not the gods can shake the Past..
('The Past' by R.W. Emerson. I took some extracts out of it. It id dedicated to this chapter, which tells about Severus' dream- a memory of what happened to his mother.)
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The dream that Severus had fallen into seemed gray and gloomy, like a very old memory, which it was. A memory that was carved into his mind forever, even if he was only ten years old. It was a memory of someone he had lost, a person who had truly loved him.
It was almost night, there was still a bit of light. But the stars were already up there in the sky. The scenery was an opening in a forest, upon a meadow, where only grass seemed to grow.
A group of Death Eaters had gathered around in a circle for a meeting. In the middle of the circle stood, tall and menacing, Lord Voldemort himself. Voldemort seemed like a normal man at that time, but had a certain aura around him, which made everyone fear him.
Claudius Snape, Severus' father, brought young Severus at the meeting. He was masked as the other Death Eaters. Severus seemed to stand out, a ten year old boy wearing a black robe, but not a silver mask like the others. Claudius brought Severus to the meeting for some special reason, Severus didn't know.
'Ah, it seems that we have a young spectator to this meeting!' Spoke softly Voldemort.
Severus frowned. Spectator? What was he brought here to watch?
'I especially asked your father to bring you here today,' continued Voldemort,' you have to learn some ways of the Death Eaters, when you join them when you are older.'
Someone was pushed to the center of the circle, a very familiar person. Severus gasped. Mother.
Medusa Snape looked up at Voldemort with fear, and equally with humbleness in her eyes.
'You see, Severus, to be a Death Eater, you have to be merciless...and to sacrifice your loved ones,' Coolly said Voldemort,' no one must get in your way. You mustn't love anyone more than your Master. And to prove that, you have to sacrifice.'
Voldemort gave a sort of knowing nod towards Claudius, as if it was a signal. Claudius stepped forward into the middle. Was father going to do what Severus thought he would do? It can't be..someone to be cold and ruthless as that?
But it was. Claudius cold-bloodedly raised his wand, and aimed it towards Medusa. His eyes looked dead, without emotion, behind the mask, but they had a sadistic glitter deep in them.
'Crucio.' Spoke Claudius, his voice firmer than ever.
Medusa screamed with pain, collapsing on the floor, jerking and twitching with agony. Severus wanted to turn away, to avoid this horror, but his muscles seemed to be frozen in this stance. His eyes wouldn't close, keeping them open to watch this scene.
Claudius raised his wand, giving Medusa a rest from pain. But he aimed the spell again, and Severus had to re-experience the horrible sight of his mother being tortured on the ground.
But his mother didn't plead for mercy. It seemed as if she had dignity...or she wanted it. She had wanted to be a sacrifice, of her own free will. That's how Slytherins were: they had their pride, kept their bonds true and would obey and protect the master of Slytherin no matter what. It was like that, young Slytherins taught at home about their dignity, their Snake's Pride.
Medusa was tortured until the edge of sanity. Cladius raised his wand, leaving Medusa breathing heavily, looking up at his with unreadable black eyes behind her thick hair, which had fallen over her eyes like a curtain.
'Do it, Claudius.' Ordered Voldemort.
Medusa looked at Severus, her dark eyes striking into his. They seemed to be filled with a knowing sorrow, mixed with pride and telling him that this was his path. Severus shook his head, but Medusa nodded.
'Avada Kedavra!' yelled Claudius Snape.
The final glance that Medusa gave to Severus was filled with love. The moment she died on the spot, Severus was the last thing she saw.
Severus tried not to cry, and he succeeded. Medusa was a proud woman, like her husband. Severus may have looked like his father, and have his cunning mind, but he had his mother's pure black eyes and her independent soul.
Voledmort walked over to Severus, cupping his chin in the Dark Lord's cold hand. Voldemort pulled Severus' head up.
'Do you see why we do this?' whispered Voldemort,' There are so many people, so many traitors in this world, who defy the wizard race to be with muggles. We have to sacrifice to stay together, to survive the Purblood race amongst these Mudbloods. Slytherins should stay together, fight this absurdity. One day, you will be one of us, fighting on the right side.'
Severus nodded. Voldemort released his chin. Severus looked back at his mother's dead body, into her lifeless eyes. This is wrong! How could they could kill mother? She was one of the most faithful followers...but yet, he would join the Death Eaters, for the sake of mother. He will avenge her death. It was all the Muggles' fault.
It was not until today that it was the greatest mistake that he ever made, a mistake that even mother hadn't realized. But, every cloud had a silver lining: he could spy and tell deliver messages...carrying his burden past.
Severus gave a last look at his mother, and without a word left the circle.
'Severus...' said a familiar voice.
Severus jerked, and woke up, realizing that this was a dream. A dream of a forgotten memory. Well, it wasn't exactly forgotten, he still remembered how it happened, remembered the feelings, but forgotten how strong they were.
The person who had said his name was Sibyl. She looked down at him, holding a tired look in her eyes.
'Are you alright?' she asked.
Severus nodded, looking back at Selena, her weak unconscious body in the bed. This gave Severus a feeling surge inside him, the similar feeling he had when he saw his mother.
Severus stood up with a start, turned around and walked out of the Hospital Wing. He had to do something, he had to save his daughter. Severus' black robes billowed behind him, as he walked down the corridor, to his dungeons, to his laboratory.
Author's Note: I know, this is such an angsty chapter. Severus loved his mother, having to witness her death. But even Medusa Snape was wrong when she wanted her son to join the Death Eaters: she was a fanatic and a loyal follower of Voldemort. Please review!
Author's Note: Vampire Half is back ALL RIGHT! Back here to continue with my trilogy (before HP 5 comes out) even though I never planned to make one. As you can remember, Voldemort was defeated in the last story, some Death Eaters still are alive and free, roaming the land. Here will be new characters, and there will be a surprise! Enjoy reading! (All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, except Selena, Septimus, Dr. Hunder and Mata Shani).
The debt is paid,
The verdict said,
The Furies laid,
The plague is stayed..
...
Not the gods can shake the Past..
('The Past' by R.W. Emerson. I took some extracts out of it. It id dedicated to this chapter, which tells about Severus' dream- a memory of what happened to his mother.)
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The dream that Severus had fallen into seemed gray and gloomy, like a very old memory, which it was. A memory that was carved into his mind forever, even if he was only ten years old. It was a memory of someone he had lost, a person who had truly loved him.
It was almost night, there was still a bit of light. But the stars were already up there in the sky. The scenery was an opening in a forest, upon a meadow, where only grass seemed to grow.
A group of Death Eaters had gathered around in a circle for a meeting. In the middle of the circle stood, tall and menacing, Lord Voldemort himself. Voldemort seemed like a normal man at that time, but had a certain aura around him, which made everyone fear him.
Claudius Snape, Severus' father, brought young Severus at the meeting. He was masked as the other Death Eaters. Severus seemed to stand out, a ten year old boy wearing a black robe, but not a silver mask like the others. Claudius brought Severus to the meeting for some special reason, Severus didn't know.
'Ah, it seems that we have a young spectator to this meeting!' Spoke softly Voldemort.
Severus frowned. Spectator? What was he brought here to watch?
'I especially asked your father to bring you here today,' continued Voldemort,' you have to learn some ways of the Death Eaters, when you join them when you are older.'
Someone was pushed to the center of the circle, a very familiar person. Severus gasped. Mother.
Medusa Snape looked up at Voldemort with fear, and equally with humbleness in her eyes.
'You see, Severus, to be a Death Eater, you have to be merciless...and to sacrifice your loved ones,' Coolly said Voldemort,' no one must get in your way. You mustn't love anyone more than your Master. And to prove that, you have to sacrifice.'
Voldemort gave a sort of knowing nod towards Claudius, as if it was a signal. Claudius stepped forward into the middle. Was father going to do what Severus thought he would do? It can't be..someone to be cold and ruthless as that?
But it was. Claudius cold-bloodedly raised his wand, and aimed it towards Medusa. His eyes looked dead, without emotion, behind the mask, but they had a sadistic glitter deep in them.
'Crucio.' Spoke Claudius, his voice firmer than ever.
Medusa screamed with pain, collapsing on the floor, jerking and twitching with agony. Severus wanted to turn away, to avoid this horror, but his muscles seemed to be frozen in this stance. His eyes wouldn't close, keeping them open to watch this scene.
Claudius raised his wand, giving Medusa a rest from pain. But he aimed the spell again, and Severus had to re-experience the horrible sight of his mother being tortured on the ground.
But his mother didn't plead for mercy. It seemed as if she had dignity...or she wanted it. She had wanted to be a sacrifice, of her own free will. That's how Slytherins were: they had their pride, kept their bonds true and would obey and protect the master of Slytherin no matter what. It was like that, young Slytherins taught at home about their dignity, their Snake's Pride.
Medusa was tortured until the edge of sanity. Cladius raised his wand, leaving Medusa breathing heavily, looking up at his with unreadable black eyes behind her thick hair, which had fallen over her eyes like a curtain.
'Do it, Claudius.' Ordered Voldemort.
Medusa looked at Severus, her dark eyes striking into his. They seemed to be filled with a knowing sorrow, mixed with pride and telling him that this was his path. Severus shook his head, but Medusa nodded.
'Avada Kedavra!' yelled Claudius Snape.
The final glance that Medusa gave to Severus was filled with love. The moment she died on the spot, Severus was the last thing she saw.
Severus tried not to cry, and he succeeded. Medusa was a proud woman, like her husband. Severus may have looked like his father, and have his cunning mind, but he had his mother's pure black eyes and her independent soul.
Voledmort walked over to Severus, cupping his chin in the Dark Lord's cold hand. Voldemort pulled Severus' head up.
'Do you see why we do this?' whispered Voldemort,' There are so many people, so many traitors in this world, who defy the wizard race to be with muggles. We have to sacrifice to stay together, to survive the Purblood race amongst these Mudbloods. Slytherins should stay together, fight this absurdity. One day, you will be one of us, fighting on the right side.'
Severus nodded. Voldemort released his chin. Severus looked back at his mother's dead body, into her lifeless eyes. This is wrong! How could they could kill mother? She was one of the most faithful followers...but yet, he would join the Death Eaters, for the sake of mother. He will avenge her death. It was all the Muggles' fault.
It was not until today that it was the greatest mistake that he ever made, a mistake that even mother hadn't realized. But, every cloud had a silver lining: he could spy and tell deliver messages...carrying his burden past.
Severus gave a last look at his mother, and without a word left the circle.
'Severus...' said a familiar voice.
Severus jerked, and woke up, realizing that this was a dream. A dream of a forgotten memory. Well, it wasn't exactly forgotten, he still remembered how it happened, remembered the feelings, but forgotten how strong they were.
The person who had said his name was Sibyl. She looked down at him, holding a tired look in her eyes.
'Are you alright?' she asked.
Severus nodded, looking back at Selena, her weak unconscious body in the bed. This gave Severus a feeling surge inside him, the similar feeling he had when he saw his mother.
Severus stood up with a start, turned around and walked out of the Hospital Wing. He had to do something, he had to save his daughter. Severus' black robes billowed behind him, as he walked down the corridor, to his dungeons, to his laboratory.
Author's Note: I know, this is such an angsty chapter. Severus loved his mother, having to witness her death. But even Medusa Snape was wrong when she wanted her son to join the Death Eaters: she was a fanatic and a loyal follower of Voldemort. Please review!