It had been with utmost shock when Cassandra had arrived, or rather
staggered into the dungeons, more specifically the potions classroom, to
find Professor Snape exploding all his various canisters, jars and vials
while laughing manically. The initial surge of relief she had felt at
arriving to the safe haven of the dungeons melted into a pit of fear in her
stomach. It had also been with utmost surprise that when he turned his
attention to her, he also pointed his wand at her, or rather behind her,
and although the doorway remained unblocked, it glowed a faint blue, like
an old fluorescent lamp, and she knew instantly that it was warded.
Fear had grabbed her instantly, quickly replaced by terror as her Professor spoke in a voice known to her, although not his own. The floor underneath her rippled, and she quickly found herself seated on the nearest bench near to the back of the room, her legs no longer willing or able to support her. Part of her logical mind wondered whether the floor had ACTUALLY rippled due to a curse, or if it was due to her poisoning, or both.
""Feeling better, are we Cassandra? I'm sure we can take care of that relatively quickly, can't we? I've waited a ridiculous amount of time to finish the task I started all those years ago. you are a tenacious girl, I'll give you that - so much like your mother in that respect, yes." He slowly advanced towards her, ' Finally, finally, finally Cassandra" the voice was laced with malice and amusement.
'Its all a dream, its just a nightmare, call for Draco, call for the real professor Snape,call for Circe, will them to come here, you've done it before' she mentally chatted, wishing she could clamp her eyes shut but fixated on the dark man making his was towards her, crunching over the broken glass and pools of liquids strewn across the front of the classroom, 'He doesn't even WALK the same, its not Professor Snape! Wake up, Wake up, Wake Up" Unbeknownst to her, the last portion of her mental conversation was screamed out.
"You are awake!" Octavious/Snape snarled at her, slowly advancing down the aisle between the benches. "It would be of no amusement to me should you be unconcous while I kill you! Know tell me, where is the sport in that? Who but the ministry would believe that your dear, LOVING ' he chuckled at this 'head of House the Potions Master would kill one of his own students? Its perfect really - you'll be dead, and he'll have the shreds of his soul Sucked out by a dementor in Azkaban, if he gets that far."
At the impact of the words, Cassandra pulled back on the bench, and then hit the floor, scrambling as best her paralyzed limbs could get her. 'It is all happening again. I can't believe that it is happening again.' Her tongue felt numb in her mouth, and her mouth felt full of cotton. 'Fight it this time, fight it!' an inner voice called to her. 'It's your only chance, and you know it.. Call for help!' Steeling herself and drawing on all the remaining strength in her sick and battered body, Cassandra Caliga screamed for her life, and in reply Octavious Ignoble dealt out the first curse.
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The real Severus Snape was at the head of the stairs leading to the Dungeons. The potion to reverse the damage done to Cassandras physical and magical health was in it's final 12 hour simmering phase, and as such he had taken the time to go to the Great Hall for a brief tea. While on his way to check on the girl in the infirmary he heard the first shriek, and his blood turned to ice in his veins as he drew his wand and flew down the stairs.
Fear had grabbed her instantly, quickly replaced by terror as her Professor spoke in a voice known to her, although not his own. The floor underneath her rippled, and she quickly found herself seated on the nearest bench near to the back of the room, her legs no longer willing or able to support her. Part of her logical mind wondered whether the floor had ACTUALLY rippled due to a curse, or if it was due to her poisoning, or both.
""Feeling better, are we Cassandra? I'm sure we can take care of that relatively quickly, can't we? I've waited a ridiculous amount of time to finish the task I started all those years ago. you are a tenacious girl, I'll give you that - so much like your mother in that respect, yes." He slowly advanced towards her, ' Finally, finally, finally Cassandra" the voice was laced with malice and amusement.
'Its all a dream, its just a nightmare, call for Draco, call for the real professor Snape,call for Circe, will them to come here, you've done it before' she mentally chatted, wishing she could clamp her eyes shut but fixated on the dark man making his was towards her, crunching over the broken glass and pools of liquids strewn across the front of the classroom, 'He doesn't even WALK the same, its not Professor Snape! Wake up, Wake up, Wake Up" Unbeknownst to her, the last portion of her mental conversation was screamed out.
"You are awake!" Octavious/Snape snarled at her, slowly advancing down the aisle between the benches. "It would be of no amusement to me should you be unconcous while I kill you! Know tell me, where is the sport in that? Who but the ministry would believe that your dear, LOVING ' he chuckled at this 'head of House the Potions Master would kill one of his own students? Its perfect really - you'll be dead, and he'll have the shreds of his soul Sucked out by a dementor in Azkaban, if he gets that far."
At the impact of the words, Cassandra pulled back on the bench, and then hit the floor, scrambling as best her paralyzed limbs could get her. 'It is all happening again. I can't believe that it is happening again.' Her tongue felt numb in her mouth, and her mouth felt full of cotton. 'Fight it this time, fight it!' an inner voice called to her. 'It's your only chance, and you know it.. Call for help!' Steeling herself and drawing on all the remaining strength in her sick and battered body, Cassandra Caliga screamed for her life, and in reply Octavious Ignoble dealt out the first curse.
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The real Severus Snape was at the head of the stairs leading to the Dungeons. The potion to reverse the damage done to Cassandras physical and magical health was in it's final 12 hour simmering phase, and as such he had taken the time to go to the Great Hall for a brief tea. While on his way to check on the girl in the infirmary he heard the first shriek, and his blood turned to ice in his veins as he drew his wand and flew down the stairs.