Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. All are © J.K. Rowlings
A/N: Ok, so it took me longer than expected to get this chapter out, sorry.
Anyway, I would like to take a moment to give thanks to my sister, Dawn, and my friend, Tiffany,
for helping me in writing this story. They have helped to write a few parts as well as critique and tell
me weather of not my ideas suck. So, Thank You Dawn & Tiff
I will be adding some concept art to my website, so if you'd like to see it:
www.geocities.com/chibi_marrow/main.html
Also, I know I am throwing a lot of ideas out in this story at once so please keep an open mind. For
those who want to know, Sev is able to do wandless magic, witch is why he rarely has a wand. And
he has a sword that he can call upon at will.
All words in 'these' are the thoughts of the characters.
Strange Days
New Blood's
Severus found himself in a small dank room with one door leading out. He knew that on the other
side was where the Dark Lord often greeted his Death Eaters. Heaving a heavy sigh, Severus set his
shoulders and put on his best 'Don't-Fuck-With-Me' look, walking through the door. He was greeted
by many glares, hidden behind masks, but it was obvious that they were there. One didn't need to see
them to know, you could feel them.
Since Severus was rather high up in the scheme of things he believed that it was not important for
him to wear his mask. 'All the people in this room know I'm a Death Eater anyway. So, what the hell
is the point of hiding? Plus it also mean that I get to openly exploit my opinion on the subjects of the
evening. Not to mention that a threat works so much better when the person your threatening can
look you in the eye properly.' Severus' musings were cut short as a tall, dark clad man stepped toward
him. He was another that had no use for a mask at these meetings, and his long blonde hair was recognized
by anyone, anyway.
"Well. Well. Well. Look who it is, our resident Potions Master. Nice to see that you still have the
balls to show up unmasked, Sev."
Severus tried his best to smirk at the comment, "You say that like you expected me to do otherwise,
Lucius." 'Fucking prick'. " Besides, I don't think your day is complete unless you get to look me in
the eye and tell me face to face that you think I'm a pain in the ass."
"I think you may have a point," Lucius' smirk just pissed Severus off even further, but he hid his
anger well.'Too many years of practice.'
"Severus."
Severus had been so caught up with Lucius that he hadn't noticed Wormtail enter the room. Looking
down at the cowering man, cringing inwardly at the hand that shimmered in the light.
"The Dark Lord has been expecting you," Wormtail waved a hand in the direction of Voldemort's
sitting rooms.
Severus, once again, found himself straightening his shoulders and trying to look as evil as possible.
Walking through the large double doors into the Dark Lords private room was always a little overpowering
and this time was no different. The room was large and dark, lit only by a large fire at the opposite
end of the room. Looking closely one would find that the walls were lined with ceiling high book
shelves and windows with the curtains drawn. The floor was a cold, dark wood. 'Carpets would only
be a nuisance, having to clean the blood out of them would be impossible.' Severus could see that
before the fire was a high backed chair and around it's leg slept the Dark Lords pet snake, Nagini.
Walking in Severus could feel that their were others in the room, hiding in the darkness. When he
reached the center of the room, severus bowed low, greeting Voldemort quietly.
"Rise, Severus," He could barley hear the words.
Standing straight again, Severus was aloud to catch a glimpse of the other occupants of the room,
the two new bloods from Knockturn Alley. 'Bloody brats.'
"I assume that you know why I have called you to me."
"I believe I have a good idea, My Lord," Severus turned to glare at the two in the corner. "What dramatic
episode did they mutter on about?"
Voldemort smirked, "I have heard their story, but I'd rather hear yours. Why was the girl let go?"
Severus faced the Dark Lord once again. "I had entered Knockturn Alley to find these two morons
attack a young girl, unmasked and nun too swiftly. The girl, a student of mine, had also seen me in
the alley only minutes prior, and knew full well that I was in the area and had seen her being
attacked. I fallowed the boys into the building to stop the scene so that no suspicions would rise over
my loyalties as a teacher, thus relieving me of your spy at Hogwarts. What I found when I walked
in was even more unacceptable, trying
to rape a girl in the middle of Knockturn when there are Aurors and ministry spies everywhere..."
'Game', Voldemort thought to himself, he loved watching this kind of thing.
"Hay. Hay. Now, wait just a minute," One of the New Blood's jumped forward. "We had no intention
of taking advantage of the girl."
Severus turned on the New blood, "Oh, really? So, you had attacked her and pulled her into that
abandoned building so that you could have a cup of tea and talk about the bloody weather, then? Please,
enlighten us."
'Set'.
"That bloody bitch had no right to be in Knockturn Alley, she deserved to be ravaged and have her
body put out on display for all to see and ravage. That's what all those bloody bitches deserve..."
Severus' body shook with anger. He knew full well that the new blood meant all women and, unawares
to the Dark Lord and his followers, his wife and daughters where included. "What was that."
Light flashed as a long, in-scripted sword materialized in Severus' right hand.
'Match.'
* * *
Lucius continued to drum his fingers on the wall he was leaning against, getting more impatient by
the minute. Growling, he pushed himself away from the wall and moved toward the double doors
to stand, arms crossed, fingers drumming on his cloaked biceps. His scowl depend every second as
he glared through his mask at the doors. He was about to snap and burst through them when the
house was filled with a load yell.
"What the Bloody hell?" Lucius lunged for the door but it burst open before he could get to it, a terror
struck new blood coming out at a dead run, screaming.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Everyone in the room went still, noone wanted to attract the panicking boys attention. Lucius however
glared disgustedly at the boy, catching his attention. The boy moved behind him putting Lucius
between him and what ever was scaring him.
Lucius turned his attention to the doors as Severus walked through them, a bit too calmly, his sword
held in a threatening manner. He walked straight toward Lucius or rather the New Blood behind
Lucius. Several steps away from them, Severus lunged forward brining the blade in a horizontal
sweep at neck level. Lucius ducked and jumped away as quickly as he could, feeling a warm spray
cover his hair and back as he did so. A gurgling sound emanated in the room for a moment before
a solid thud of the corpse hitting the floor.
* * *
Severus could feel the rage in side of his subsiding as blood coated his face and hands. He let his sword
fade from his hand, his normal blank mask setting in place. He knew everyone was staring at him,
and Lucius was bitching about blood stains somewhere to his left, but he didn't care.
"Cruciatus."
Pain seared threw his body as Severus fell to one knee, but he would not scream out. He felt like his
whole body was on fire but he knew better than to let any of those around him see him as weak. He
even refused to close his eye for he knew full well that he was one of the only ones that could do so.
He was one of the only ones here that was able to ignore most of the pain due to repetitive use of the
curse. But it was costing him, he wouldn't have much energy left and he doubted that he could
defend himself if he was attacked.
"That, Severus, was not the only reason why you were called." Voldemort released his hold on the
curse, letting Severus rise to his feet again and face him. "You are all here because I have come to
the conclusion that the ministry is becoming to self assured that they are winning. We must show
them that they haven't even begun to see the power that I have. In two weeks we will be attacking
Daraidan"
Many men in the room took a breath, they new full well what was in that town: men of power.
* * *
The moment that Severus apparated to the walkway leading to his house it had started to down pour.
Well, at least this should wash away most of the blood. Severus shook his sword hand, spattering
the ground with blood before the rain washed it away. He watched the rain clean away the crimson
stains, his mind resting from the onslaught it had received earlier. I don't have much energy left. I
should get back to the house before all of my energy is gone. He sighed heavily, "I hate my job."
Severus watched the rain splash into puddles for another minute before pushing his way into his
home.
The walls were illuminated with a soft glow for a moment as Severus rid himself of the glimmer that
held his hooked nose and greasy hair. Long wet hair fell into his face and down his back, covering
his fatigued frown from view.
Just then Severus felt small hands grab hold of his pant leg.
"Master Severus. Mater Severus."
Severus looked down at the creature, face masked."What it is, Sniffles?"
"Must guess. Must guess." Sniffles was jumping up and down with excitement.
"Let me see...you broke into my potions lab and cleaned it?"
"Yes. Yes."Sniffles started jumpingagain. "Sniffles has filled her first trunk key, Sir."
Severus smirked inwardly, "Well, very good, Sniffles."
"That isn't the only thin that has happened today."
Severus turned to the stairs to see a little girl, about six years of age, sitting on the railing, a large
disfigured teddy bear under her left arm, and grinning evilly.
'When Sala is happy, it worries me.' "What else has happened, Sala."
"Well, when you left Sage took that Hermione girl out on a joy ride on your Harley. They just got
back a little while ago, through the back door."
"WHAT?!"
Severus was fuming and now he couldn't get to his daughters room fast enough. Sala followed him
up the stairs and down the hall to the closed door at the end. Severus set himself in front of it and
knocked, softly on it once. Inside he could hear two voices and when Severus knocked they stopped
and they could hear one person moving toward the door. When the door opened Sage came out grinning,
but it quickly vanished when she caught site of her little sister grinning madly at her from behind her
very angry father.
"Uh. Hi Daddy."
Severus narrowed his eyes, "Two words. Big. Trouble."
Sage cringed and Sala laughed.
"Oh. But... I was carful and..and Sala was safe with Sniffles." Sage tried her best to rationalize the
situation.
Severus crossed his arms as he addressed his oldest daughter. "So, you took my motorcycle for a
joyride, when you don't have a license and are inexperienced, with out telling anyone. In the rain,
no less. You also took another unlicensed, inexperienced rider whom I am supposed to be looking
after until I can return her to her parents. AND, you left your little sister with a house elf that may
be here physically, but by no means mentally. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Sage looked like she wanted to hide in a closet and Hermione, for one, couldn't blame her. It's hard
to stay under Severus' glare for too long.
"Umm, oops?"
Severus' glare intensified. Sage sighed and bowed her head.
"What's my punishment?"
'Hmm. Good question. I think it's time this girl learns some respect and interacts with other kids
her age...I got it.'
"You, young lady, are going to school."
"WHAT!?"
Severus' mouth twisted to a cruel smirk to match that of his youngest daughter. "Yes. You will be
coming with me in a week, to Hogwarts: School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. You will attend three
classes as any other sixth year and you will be sorted into a House." 'The more I think about it, the
better it sounds.'
"Hay, that's not fair.." All attention was switched to Sala. Sage looked at Sala shocked that she would
defend her, a ray of hope shimmering in her eye. "Talk about being gypped, Sage gets to go to school
and what do I get? Who am I going to test my experiments on without her around? Not to mention
that I have to spend the fall, winter, and spring with a psychotic house elf, who's goal in life is to fill
a five-key trunk with dust. There is no way in hell... I want to go. Besides, if I do that, I'll have more
Ginny-pigs than you can shake a wand at."
Sage's face fell for two reasons. 1, She had found that her sister had not been trying to defend her.
2, She found out that her sister has also been using her to test her experiments on, which would explain
why she had consistent head aches and cramps. Hermione was trying not to laugh and failing, and
Snape looked irritated.
End Chapter 2
Yeah, another chapter down, about a hundred to go...this could take a while. He he, Just kidding.
Thank you for reviewing:
stargurl-I'm happy you like the intro and thanks for the tip
AndinaOfRivendell- thanks for staying with me
Chaotenkeks- happy to hear you like it
mother-I hope that I can
Thanks, I try to make things interesting.
Please Review. And don't forget to look at the concept art.
A/N: Ok, so it took me longer than expected to get this chapter out, sorry.
Anyway, I would like to take a moment to give thanks to my sister, Dawn, and my friend, Tiffany,
for helping me in writing this story. They have helped to write a few parts as well as critique and tell
me weather of not my ideas suck. So, Thank You Dawn & Tiff
I will be adding some concept art to my website, so if you'd like to see it:
www.geocities.com/chibi_marrow/main.html
Also, I know I am throwing a lot of ideas out in this story at once so please keep an open mind. For
those who want to know, Sev is able to do wandless magic, witch is why he rarely has a wand. And
he has a sword that he can call upon at will.
All words in 'these' are the thoughts of the characters.
Strange Days
New Blood's
Severus found himself in a small dank room with one door leading out. He knew that on the other
side was where the Dark Lord often greeted his Death Eaters. Heaving a heavy sigh, Severus set his
shoulders and put on his best 'Don't-Fuck-With-Me' look, walking through the door. He was greeted
by many glares, hidden behind masks, but it was obvious that they were there. One didn't need to see
them to know, you could feel them.
Since Severus was rather high up in the scheme of things he believed that it was not important for
him to wear his mask. 'All the people in this room know I'm a Death Eater anyway. So, what the hell
is the point of hiding? Plus it also mean that I get to openly exploit my opinion on the subjects of the
evening. Not to mention that a threat works so much better when the person your threatening can
look you in the eye properly.' Severus' musings were cut short as a tall, dark clad man stepped toward
him. He was another that had no use for a mask at these meetings, and his long blonde hair was recognized
by anyone, anyway.
"Well. Well. Well. Look who it is, our resident Potions Master. Nice to see that you still have the
balls to show up unmasked, Sev."
Severus tried his best to smirk at the comment, "You say that like you expected me to do otherwise,
Lucius." 'Fucking prick'. " Besides, I don't think your day is complete unless you get to look me in
the eye and tell me face to face that you think I'm a pain in the ass."
"I think you may have a point," Lucius' smirk just pissed Severus off even further, but he hid his
anger well.'Too many years of practice.'
"Severus."
Severus had been so caught up with Lucius that he hadn't noticed Wormtail enter the room. Looking
down at the cowering man, cringing inwardly at the hand that shimmered in the light.
"The Dark Lord has been expecting you," Wormtail waved a hand in the direction of Voldemort's
sitting rooms.
Severus, once again, found himself straightening his shoulders and trying to look as evil as possible.
Walking through the large double doors into the Dark Lords private room was always a little overpowering
and this time was no different. The room was large and dark, lit only by a large fire at the opposite
end of the room. Looking closely one would find that the walls were lined with ceiling high book
shelves and windows with the curtains drawn. The floor was a cold, dark wood. 'Carpets would only
be a nuisance, having to clean the blood out of them would be impossible.' Severus could see that
before the fire was a high backed chair and around it's leg slept the Dark Lords pet snake, Nagini.
Walking in Severus could feel that their were others in the room, hiding in the darkness. When he
reached the center of the room, severus bowed low, greeting Voldemort quietly.
"Rise, Severus," He could barley hear the words.
Standing straight again, Severus was aloud to catch a glimpse of the other occupants of the room,
the two new bloods from Knockturn Alley. 'Bloody brats.'
"I assume that you know why I have called you to me."
"I believe I have a good idea, My Lord," Severus turned to glare at the two in the corner. "What dramatic
episode did they mutter on about?"
Voldemort smirked, "I have heard their story, but I'd rather hear yours. Why was the girl let go?"
Severus faced the Dark Lord once again. "I had entered Knockturn Alley to find these two morons
attack a young girl, unmasked and nun too swiftly. The girl, a student of mine, had also seen me in
the alley only minutes prior, and knew full well that I was in the area and had seen her being
attacked. I fallowed the boys into the building to stop the scene so that no suspicions would rise over
my loyalties as a teacher, thus relieving me of your spy at Hogwarts. What I found when I walked
in was even more unacceptable, trying
to rape a girl in the middle of Knockturn when there are Aurors and ministry spies everywhere..."
'Game', Voldemort thought to himself, he loved watching this kind of thing.
"Hay. Hay. Now, wait just a minute," One of the New Blood's jumped forward. "We had no intention
of taking advantage of the girl."
Severus turned on the New blood, "Oh, really? So, you had attacked her and pulled her into that
abandoned building so that you could have a cup of tea and talk about the bloody weather, then? Please,
enlighten us."
'Set'.
"That bloody bitch had no right to be in Knockturn Alley, she deserved to be ravaged and have her
body put out on display for all to see and ravage. That's what all those bloody bitches deserve..."
Severus' body shook with anger. He knew full well that the new blood meant all women and, unawares
to the Dark Lord and his followers, his wife and daughters where included. "What was that."
Light flashed as a long, in-scripted sword materialized in Severus' right hand.
'Match.'
* * *
Lucius continued to drum his fingers on the wall he was leaning against, getting more impatient by
the minute. Growling, he pushed himself away from the wall and moved toward the double doors
to stand, arms crossed, fingers drumming on his cloaked biceps. His scowl depend every second as
he glared through his mask at the doors. He was about to snap and burst through them when the
house was filled with a load yell.
"What the Bloody hell?" Lucius lunged for the door but it burst open before he could get to it, a terror
struck new blood coming out at a dead run, screaming.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Everyone in the room went still, noone wanted to attract the panicking boys attention. Lucius however
glared disgustedly at the boy, catching his attention. The boy moved behind him putting Lucius
between him and what ever was scaring him.
Lucius turned his attention to the doors as Severus walked through them, a bit too calmly, his sword
held in a threatening manner. He walked straight toward Lucius or rather the New Blood behind
Lucius. Several steps away from them, Severus lunged forward brining the blade in a horizontal
sweep at neck level. Lucius ducked and jumped away as quickly as he could, feeling a warm spray
cover his hair and back as he did so. A gurgling sound emanated in the room for a moment before
a solid thud of the corpse hitting the floor.
* * *
Severus could feel the rage in side of his subsiding as blood coated his face and hands. He let his sword
fade from his hand, his normal blank mask setting in place. He knew everyone was staring at him,
and Lucius was bitching about blood stains somewhere to his left, but he didn't care.
"Cruciatus."
Pain seared threw his body as Severus fell to one knee, but he would not scream out. He felt like his
whole body was on fire but he knew better than to let any of those around him see him as weak. He
even refused to close his eye for he knew full well that he was one of the only ones that could do so.
He was one of the only ones here that was able to ignore most of the pain due to repetitive use of the
curse. But it was costing him, he wouldn't have much energy left and he doubted that he could
defend himself if he was attacked.
"That, Severus, was not the only reason why you were called." Voldemort released his hold on the
curse, letting Severus rise to his feet again and face him. "You are all here because I have come to
the conclusion that the ministry is becoming to self assured that they are winning. We must show
them that they haven't even begun to see the power that I have. In two weeks we will be attacking
Daraidan"
Many men in the room took a breath, they new full well what was in that town: men of power.
* * *
The moment that Severus apparated to the walkway leading to his house it had started to down pour.
Well, at least this should wash away most of the blood. Severus shook his sword hand, spattering
the ground with blood before the rain washed it away. He watched the rain clean away the crimson
stains, his mind resting from the onslaught it had received earlier. I don't have much energy left. I
should get back to the house before all of my energy is gone. He sighed heavily, "I hate my job."
Severus watched the rain splash into puddles for another minute before pushing his way into his
home.
The walls were illuminated with a soft glow for a moment as Severus rid himself of the glimmer that
held his hooked nose and greasy hair. Long wet hair fell into his face and down his back, covering
his fatigued frown from view.
Just then Severus felt small hands grab hold of his pant leg.
"Master Severus. Mater Severus."
Severus looked down at the creature, face masked."What it is, Sniffles?"
"Must guess. Must guess." Sniffles was jumping up and down with excitement.
"Let me see...you broke into my potions lab and cleaned it?"
"Yes. Yes."Sniffles started jumpingagain. "Sniffles has filled her first trunk key, Sir."
Severus smirked inwardly, "Well, very good, Sniffles."
"That isn't the only thin that has happened today."
Severus turned to the stairs to see a little girl, about six years of age, sitting on the railing, a large
disfigured teddy bear under her left arm, and grinning evilly.
'When Sala is happy, it worries me.' "What else has happened, Sala."
"Well, when you left Sage took that Hermione girl out on a joy ride on your Harley. They just got
back a little while ago, through the back door."
"WHAT?!"
Severus was fuming and now he couldn't get to his daughters room fast enough. Sala followed him
up the stairs and down the hall to the closed door at the end. Severus set himself in front of it and
knocked, softly on it once. Inside he could hear two voices and when Severus knocked they stopped
and they could hear one person moving toward the door. When the door opened Sage came out grinning,
but it quickly vanished when she caught site of her little sister grinning madly at her from behind her
very angry father.
"Uh. Hi Daddy."
Severus narrowed his eyes, "Two words. Big. Trouble."
Sage cringed and Sala laughed.
"Oh. But... I was carful and..and Sala was safe with Sniffles." Sage tried her best to rationalize the
situation.
Severus crossed his arms as he addressed his oldest daughter. "So, you took my motorcycle for a
joyride, when you don't have a license and are inexperienced, with out telling anyone. In the rain,
no less. You also took another unlicensed, inexperienced rider whom I am supposed to be looking
after until I can return her to her parents. AND, you left your little sister with a house elf that may
be here physically, but by no means mentally. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Sage looked like she wanted to hide in a closet and Hermione, for one, couldn't blame her. It's hard
to stay under Severus' glare for too long.
"Umm, oops?"
Severus' glare intensified. Sage sighed and bowed her head.
"What's my punishment?"
'Hmm. Good question. I think it's time this girl learns some respect and interacts with other kids
her age...I got it.'
"You, young lady, are going to school."
"WHAT!?"
Severus' mouth twisted to a cruel smirk to match that of his youngest daughter. "Yes. You will be
coming with me in a week, to Hogwarts: School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. You will attend three
classes as any other sixth year and you will be sorted into a House." 'The more I think about it, the
better it sounds.'
"Hay, that's not fair.." All attention was switched to Sala. Sage looked at Sala shocked that she would
defend her, a ray of hope shimmering in her eye. "Talk about being gypped, Sage gets to go to school
and what do I get? Who am I going to test my experiments on without her around? Not to mention
that I have to spend the fall, winter, and spring with a psychotic house elf, who's goal in life is to fill
a five-key trunk with dust. There is no way in hell... I want to go. Besides, if I do that, I'll have more
Ginny-pigs than you can shake a wand at."
Sage's face fell for two reasons. 1, She had found that her sister had not been trying to defend her.
2, She found out that her sister has also been using her to test her experiments on, which would explain
why she had consistent head aches and cramps. Hermione was trying not to laugh and failing, and
Snape looked irritated.
End Chapter 2
Yeah, another chapter down, about a hundred to go...this could take a while. He he, Just kidding.
Thank you for reviewing:
stargurl-I'm happy you like the intro and thanks for the tip
AndinaOfRivendell- thanks for staying with me
Chaotenkeks- happy to hear you like it
mother-I hope that I can
Thanks, I try to make things interesting.
Please Review. And don't forget to look at the concept art.