Disclaimer and Warnings: Look at chapter 1

The Void Between Sinners and Saints
C & P by G.Arnet, 2002-04
_________________________
Chapter 01 :: The Forsaken

Dreams were made to be broken. Her dreams were shattered years ago, again and again. There wouldn't be any prince charming, no damsel in distress to be saved, and no princesses with rosy cheek, soft white snow skin and red painted lips, but there existed the wicked witch and the ugly sister, because dreams were not real but nightmares were.

She propped on the cushions near the large windows, green eyes gazing outside through the glass. The garden outside her room was beautiful. She loved staring at the colorful flowers for hours until the moon shone high and the light gave the flowers, the moon lilies and the fleur de lis, another glaze, another shadow, and her darlings would bloomed even more, perfectly, utterly beautiful. She came here and sat here night after night, just to watch her secret garden.

When she first laid her eyes on them, she thought, "So beautiful, so dreamy like."

And during the day one or the other flower would rose toward the sky and took whatever came flying; small birds or little animals; and tore them to pieces. Their furs and feathers would flew everywhere and bones would scattered on the ground and blood would trailed down the flowers' stem like rivers of blood; and the other flowers would happily licked the remains, the blood and everything else.

She thought it was beautiful too, even more so. And she would smile.

"And it's all mine."

Father always came when in times like these, when she would sit quietly, waiting, with her eyes gazing out and he came from behind. His strong hand would touch her cheek, caressing gently, lovingly. Then he would tilted her face so young green eyes would meet green, older, jaded ones. His voice was soft as he whispered, "How is my Puppet doing?"

She would smile and said, "I'm doing fine, daddy."

"That's good." He would then carry her, despite her age of fifteen springs, to the other room.

_________________________

Nygma Lillian Evans stared at his friend. Remus was diligently reading and writing the summary for their project. He briefly let warmth slipped into his eyes every time their eyes met when they discussed one thing to another.

When they went back to writing, Ny would occasionally look around. It was at habit of his to be silenced, waited, observed and discreet. Not at all a reckless Gryffindor thing to do. *More like Slytherin, but no one supposed to know that. * Unless it was another Slytherin.

It has been five years since he first stepped into this school, yet he always on the edges though outside his appearance was like any other boy; careless, carefree and unnoticeable. He was easily got lost in the crowd, another face in the student body, not that he cared. If only James would leave him alone. Lately he was being persistent to include him in his foolish group, the Marauders, though Ny honestly didn't know why. It consisted on James, Sirius, and surprisingly Peter. All they did was flaunting like they owned the school.

On the corner of his eyes he saw Severus entered the library. He then excused himself to find another reading material. Remus just nodded without taking his eyes from the text. Ny chuckled. Remus should have been in Ravenclaw.

Slipping passed rows and rows of books, he went to another section in the back, the one never been visited by students for ages. None but two thirsty hungry students like them.
Severus glanced side way with his usual cool collective thoughtful eyes. People might saw him as a skinny little boy; too shallow to look at, but to Ny, the young boy has an appeal; like his brain for one, or the pair of black eyes that captivated him so many years ago.

"Severus."

The Slytherin just nodded in acknowledgment.

They talked in silence then after casting some serious silencing and obscuring charms. Ny was always the best of it, and Severus added a little light dark magic. Ny rolled his eyes.

"Really, Severus, do you need to do that? We're in a bloody school for God's sakes."

"Ny, you did said 'bloody'," he said, rather grimly.

"Sorry," Ny muttered. Yes, he heard so many blood spilled they called pranks between houses, but the heavy causality was always the Slytherin, with Hufflepuff in close second. Gryffindor still held the house cup AND the Quidditch cup for five years in the rows. It seemed every bloody professors were from that house because whatever Gryffindor do something they always got away! So Ny understood if Severus wanted them to be careful, you never know what the walls listened, especially in a magic school like this.

"I did some calculation for the runes property with the potions you wanted for the bigger scale," said Severus. "How's the charm?"

"The spells can connect the runes to the potions successfully. I tried it in an unused room yesterday. The charm, runes and potion worked with the blood samples you gave me. I have the list over here." Ny gave a piece of parchment to him. Severus looked over and nodded. "I hope they're not disturbed yesterday."

Severus smirked. "Oh, they were disoriented for hours and didn't know why. I should have known it was because you."

He grimaced. "I have to apologize to them."

Severus waved if off. "Don't worry about it. They volunteered. They know the importance of this."

Ny nodded. "As far as the experiment went, the spell should last for a long time. I estimate it for a good twenty years before it started to decelerate."

"The calculation I made should be longer and for a larger room if the actual flesh and blood are there. They have to cast the spell and not you. Although the runes require at least three people to navigate, like we tried during summer because it's bigger and more complex."

"Should we try to cast the first layer of mind bond first?"

"We can try later tonight, and it's full moon anyway. The magic should be intense and strong. I will notify the others."

Nygma nodded. "So the mind bind it is."

"Yes, it's the lesser binding than the other two. You know Slytherin is a private sort. The mind bond will served well for our purpose without intruding any privacy."

"That's true. Soul binding is difficult and forced the bonded souls to follow the more dominant soul, although the protection is stronger than the mind bond. And Blood bind only if, IF the souls are soul mates or family," said Nygma, thoughtfully.

"I read about the mind bond levels. Which levels should we use? Properties of telepathic, emotion detection, location detection, magic strength or control protection?" asked Severus.

"Emotion and location should do for now. The second and third layers of mind bind spell, with pentagram rune form and your ink potion. I will have the charts and calculation by tonight."

"I'll see you tonight at the meeting then."

Ny nodded and they went to their separate ways.

_________________________

Ny went back to where Remus was sitting. The brown-eyed boy glanced up and smiled. He didn't ask what took the other boy so long. Ny placed the new books on table and smiled back. He stared at Remus, thinking, *too beautiful, too trusting. * Ny was afraid Remus would get caught in cross fire between the houses. Lately Sirius and James were too busy waving the war flag against the Slytherin, as in 'tradition'. Like children (and they were still children), they liked to play war and games; they branded them selves as the 'hero' and Slytherin as their 'mortal enemies'. Ny remembered the muggles living next door before he started Hogwarts, the children liked to play pirates or captain and commander. He would always be the pirate, with one eye patch and a faked sword. They would chased him over the hills and pushed him to the mud, and…

He shook the memory away. It was hard to be the 'bad guys,' but it wasn't so bad either.

His mind went back to Severus, his other close friend, in secret. Since the Gryffindor-Slytherin prank war started in his first year, no Gryffindor associated with Slytherin and vice versa. He thought rather sad because Severus was Severus the Slytherin and he missed him when they're in separate houses. Did Severus feel the same way? He was so cold to him today. If Ny didn't notice Severus' bruises – feel it- under the school robes, he probably thought Severus hated the Gryffindor in him. Making a mental note, Ny decided to spend more time with Severus on weekend. If he could give a plausible reason to drag the dark-haired boy in the room where he created the protection charm in for more research for their project.

Yep. Ny nodded. That should work.

_________________________

It was the night of full moon. Remus was gone on one of his secret hidings in which Ny wasn't supposed to know. James, Sirius, and Peter, were gone as well. Ny would feel a little left out if it weren't for his own secrets. He really wouldn't want to know what other mischief they ran into.

After the episode with Severus' pants, he was rather distance from them, except with Remus, whom he occasionally studied with. Ny was rather unsociable among the Gryffindor. He rather spent his time reading, which Sirius labeled as 'boring'.

The moon was just rising. He changed his robes and left.

_________________________

The Slytherin common room was full with its students, raging from the first years to the seventh years. They were chatting quietly among them selves. When the door closed, they went silent and their attention was at the figure next to Severus. Severus whispered something to the students on his nearest left. The two seventh years hurriedly offered their chairs to them. With a nod of thanks they sat down. Lucius Malfoy stood up and they began.

Problems were talked and solved as many as they could, often they were about pranks from the other houses. A fifth year girl was being assaulted just outside the Transfiguration class but her fellow Slytherin quickly aided her with well-aimed hexes, only to loose points because the old cow said they were attacking fellow classmates, ignoring their protests.
Another first year boy was stripped naked and left alone at the Quidditch pitch. Fortunately, Jamison Flint found him when he was on his way to practice. The list went on and on.

The protection system wasn't enough after all, even if the pranks went down as they continued to protect the lower years, there was just weren't enough older, bigger students to do the job, plus it was taxing them with their time, body and mind. The older students started to get really stress out.

They talked some more then Lucius sat down. Severus then stood up. "Four years ago we developed a system to protect our selves; by not going out alone, by protection given from the older years to the younger ones. But it was three houses against one and we simply didn't have enough students, time and strength to protect our selves. We can't always be on time to help you in this school so big with moving stairs, changing hallways and corridors. We resolved to magic detection but it's not holding long and it's draining our magic. For the last two years, some of us research on a more reliable protection system. It's a well-known secret and you might know bits and pieces of it. Tonight we're going to try the first layer in the Slytherin common room. Binding the core to the Slytherin blood and to the Slytherin students." He glanced left, "Mistress? Do you want to add more?"

"No, not really. Everybody already knows what they need to know from the parchment you and Malfoy gave them this afternoon." She looked around the room and they nodded.

"Maybe you have questions?"

Several students raised their hands. A fourth year girl asked, "What's going to happen with the students who become the core?"

This time Lucius spoke up. "Right now the council only has Snape, Evans, the Blacks, LeStrange and I. We will observe and help the core as much as we can. In addiction, they will be included into the council since the mind bond will be included into our weekly meeting to track its progress."

"Is there any side effects?" asked Rodolphus LeStrange, a seventh year student.

"To be truth, we don't know much yet, other than the slight headache Parkinson have yesterday," said Severus. There were slight chuckles all around.

Nicholas Parkinson smirked. "Ah, so I'm going to be the core? No wonder I feel like I'm in a whirlpool yesterday. Any other side effects?"

"It might overwhelm at first; the headache, the stomach queasy, the drain of magic; the arching, the confusing feelings; to have a small connection with these many students. That's why there's five students in the core so each can balance each other out," said Severus.

"We strongly recommended the core to tell us every problem that might arise from the bond," said the Mistress. "Your feeling might get really intense."

Lucius snorted. "And we all are hormonal teenagers."

She smirked. "A 'rise', Lucius?"

The blond smirked. "Lillian dear, there's always a 'rise' on a certain part."

The Mistress, Lillian Evans, chuckled.

"Heaven forbid, every male in this dorm think about sex in every five minutes," muttered Severus under his breath but his eyes glowed with mirth for a few seconds.

The others laughed. "Girls too!" piped a fifth year brunette. "Not a rise, but a certain part needs a 'careful' attention."

"A good rubbing certainly will do!" laughed another girl.

"Bella!"

"Oh don't be such a prude, Issca dear," Said Bellatrix Black at her sister.

Narcissca Black huffed.

"Girls, careful with the innuendos. There're children here," Diana Wilkes winked.

"We don't mind, really." Evan Rosier and Timothy Flint, younger brother of Jamison Flint, said in an eager voice. The both of them were second and third years. Their classmates nodded ecstatically in agreement.

"Oh God. We turned them to hungry-for-sex-knowledge children. We corrupted them! We poisoned them with our dirty kinks!" -although the first years seemed clueless.

"Quit it, Bella."

"Don't be so uptight, Issca."

"At least I'm not dirrrty like you, Bell."

Bella glared at her sister. "You're so~ goody, goody little girl."

"Girls!"

Both girls glared at Regulus Black, their cousin, who stood there. He was younger than his fifth and sixth year cousins, but he wouldn't want any blood shed –like the last time over a guy- either.

"You stay out of this."

"Not until you quit bickering in front of the whole dorm. Don't be a disgrace."

"Oh shut up," said Narcissca stopping Regulus' rant about their improper behavior. "Don't talk about honor like your Gryffindor brother, Reg."

"Right. After that brother of yours disgraced the whole family by allaying with Saint Potter, of all people," snorted Bellatrix. "Traitor."

Regulus face turned red with anger and shame. His hands were clenched into fists. "He's not my brother anymore."

"Oh yeah right," Bellatrix rolled her eyes, her tone mocking.

"That's enough!" Lucius glared at every one of them. "There's a reason we're here. To avoid any more pranks, Gryffindor pranks especially." He glared his dislike at Regulus. Because of Sirius Black's pranks, Regulus as his closest relative, closer than Bellatrix and Narcissca, got the blame for every prank played against their house. "We don't want anymore of us in their 'loving care'." Bellatrix, Narcissca and Regulus shrank back. "So can we go back to the problem at hand?" They nodded. "Good." He sat down.

The Mistress made another mental note. Lillian needed to talk to Regulus about those pranks and weather he knew why Sirius hated the Slytherin so much. Sirius' pranks grew alarmingly dangerous against Slytherin. And this bothered her so much lately. That was why she wanted Lucius and Severus to have the first layer established tonight.

Severus cleared his throat. "Any more question?"

Evan Rosier timidly raised his hand. "What will the bond do? What affects us outside the core?"

"It gives you protection most likely an emotional support when one or the other 'feels' your distress, an assurance of where you are or if you're in trouble one of the core will notify the others closest to you. It's a modification of tracing charm as well but stronger than the usual we used." There were general tittered around the room and was silent by Severus level three glare™, it was not as strong as he later developed but it served the purpose. "It won't intruded the privacy of your mind since it's a low level mind bind and generally only 'feelings' transferred. We don't want to overload our core. The core will respected you and vice versa."

" The core placeholder will be placed in the common room since the Slytherin blood is here. The core has five students with the proper bloodlines. Blood is important here, although it's not a blood bind, but it is needed to find the compatible students' blood to complete the rites; compatible enough with the runes and the spell programmed onto your body imprint in your vein. The possible candidates and I did some calculation with the heredity magic for tonight. The matches are as followed:

Meredith Bulstrode
Nicholas Parkinson

Michelle Mulciber
Evan Rosier

And Diana Wilkes as the center."

Lucius stepped up and said, "If you have any question or objection before the full moon is at high tonight, I suggest you do it now. We only have four hours left."
The others nodded. The prefects ushered the younger years to bed. Some groaned because they wanted to see the sacrament, but rules were rules.

_________________________

Lillian has two sets of cards. Any card would do but these sets were her own personal favor, the ones she created during summer for her runes programming. There were three layers instead of two: the front, the middle and the back. When the front layer was shed, the middle showed the real picture: of runes and flowers. She placed the cards, back side up, and her palm side down on the table. She murmured her opening lock spell, and without touching the cards, spread it in a half circle like an opened fan. Another incarnation and five cards stood up while the others lay opened with the back revealing the middle picture.

Severus placed five vials on the other table, five different shades of green color, for Slytherin. He dropped the five blood donors in each of the vials. They shimmered into silver blue. Lucius took his cane and dipped the snake tip into the first vial then the second, third until the content of the five vials were infused inside his cane. Jamison, Regulus and Rodolphus rolled the carpet in the middle to the side with the others help, revealing a red blood orb with green and silver circles around it. There were runes encrypt on the silver circle and the second layer embedded in the green. These were the seal of Salazar Slytherin and his blood, frozen inside the orb for more than 400 years. It was considered as the representative of Slytherin power. The Black sisters took Meredith, Nicholas, Michelle, Evan and Diana's hands to the center and bind their hands with red cords.

Lucius started to draw the five points shape with Rodolphus and Regulus' help. Because they needed the angle to be precise from one point the other of 72 degrees angle. In each point he drew one layer circle with the tip of his cane. The snakehead hissed each time he finished one circle and it eyes glowed silver before it went back to red and green. They worked swiftly for an hour or so until Lucius finished the last circle then drew a bigger circle around the shapes.

By the time, Lillian finished the runes programming with the five chosen cards; Angelica of Inspiration and Magic, Canterbury Bells for acknowledgment and obligation, Cress for power and stability, Dahlia for Elegance and Dignity, and Salvia for Wisdom and Energy. The five cards fit the runes and the five chosen. Each of the chosen stood on one circle.

Severus and Lucius flanked by Lillian. The three would act as the navigators, reading the runes, writing it on the circle and their body/blood.

"It might hurt a bit," warned Lillian. The five nodded and prepared for what may come.

They started the first verse and the cards began to glow in white. Lillian would write; Lucius and Severus navigated the cards into the right place as each then flew toward the five. One card each, the cords binding them glowed golden and disappeared, but they still felt it binding them. First step finished.

The second step they started to embed the runes on the circles around them. They shook a bit as the power that connected the orb and under them vibrated with strong magic, ready to engulf them. The third part, the last one was trickier. It took the three of them to write all the second and third versed on their body.

The five bit their lips and squinted their eyes to hold the pain ripping inside them. The girls were almost close to tears and lips almost bleeding. The boys held their fists tight, their nails digging into their palms, almost cracking the skin. But they held still; Slytherin wouldn't shout in pain, as they were too proud.

Pearls of sweat appeared on Lillian's, Severus' and Lucius' face. The cold sweat swept them out side but inside they were burning, because they used the magic, burnt the magic to write the difficult spell. The runes were the ones Odin got when he was hanging up side down on the Yggdrasil tree but only five were used; Algiz (protection) was the most important one was given to Diana, Teiwaz for Nicholas (warrior and energy), Evan held Eihwaz (defense and guard), Nauthiz (survival and necessity) for Meredeith and Gebo (partnership and unity) for Michelle.

They didn't use the usual method of using the runes, Lillian simply re-writing the runes property. Odin only knew the mystery of the runes. Why she could manipulate it she would never know, she simply 'knew'. Runes were rune / mystery. Just like she was able to manipulate the flowers in her cards. Her darlings, she would call them.

Severus stared at her in morbid fascination. He understood her power more than anyone else as he knew her longer. Just like he feared her father, he _feared_ her magic. He steadied his hand as they pointed their wands at the five to finish the third verse. The runes on their body were bright on their pale skin and soon the runes disappeared inside them.

Lucius has similar thought. He was afraid of her but also attracted to the girl a year younger than him. Her green eyes brunt like flame, deep and consuming. Hot. He shivered from the intensity. He shifted his gaze to the five standing so rigid inside the five shaped. Their eyes were glassy and so out of this world. They were no longer in pain but in pain pleasure delight. It was…magic, to simply put.

Lillian closed the last spell up and collapsed but fortunately Severus and Lucius caught her before she hit the ground. Her magic was deflated from the used. The two brought her to the chair and they sat in exhaustion the five have similar problem with the magic, and they looked delirious like the muggle drugs effect. The others helped them to their chairs. The glow on the floor soon faded out, leaving runes carvings around the orb. With a wave of her hand, Lillian covered the floor with the carpet. She also deflated the magic in her cards.

Severus cleaned the vials and Lucius cleaned everything else. Within minutes the evidence of their sacrament was no more. The others were still reviving. Severus, Lillian and Lucius let the Black sisters check on their level of magic and proceeded to the others. After the checks they were declared to have a steady magic strength and just need a rest to get their magic back fully.

The whole process took more than seven hours: four hours for the preparation and three hours for the whole spells to be cast. The spell started at high moon, 00:00 hour, now it was almost four o'clock. Their examination took roughly one hour. The fourth and fifth years went up to their dorms; looking tired, satisfied, happy that the project was a success. The sixth and seventh years tiding up the common room before they excused them selves to their dorms. Only Lillian, Lucius, Severus, Bellatrix, Narcissca, Regulus, Rodolphus, his younger brother Rabastan, Meredith, Nicholas, Michelle, Evan and Diana were left.

Lillian was still sitting tiredly while Narcissca checked her pulse because she was the one lost the most power. "What's wrong with her?" asked Evan.

"Power deflated, as you can tell," said Narcissca. "How's your head?" she asked at Lillian.

"Fine, a bit dizzy though."

"Foolish girl," said Lucius. "You purposely taken half the task from Severus and I."

Lillian groaned as Narcissca proded her on her head.

Severus held her while Narcissca cast a calming spell and pain and fever reducing. Issca has the healer ability in her early age and often appointed as the Slytherin nurse when the hurt Slytherin didn't want to go to the hospital wing for treatment. The beautiful long blond hair and blue eyed with gently finished the spell and Lillian felt better.

The others bid goodnight or good morning after setting the date for their next meeting in one-week time to check the progress of the mind bond.

Which left Severus and Lucius to take Lillian back to her dorm.

_________________________

They took the scenery route back to Gryffindor tower. It was farther but safer because the secret hall way was farther from the other dorms. The moon was setting and the sun was just rising in the pre-dawn. They stopped a while as the glowed of the moon was replaced by the soft hues of the dawn.

She stood against the window, the light basked her body and she began to change.

Lucius watched in fascination reserved only for beautiful painting of her transformation. It always amazed him. Since the first time he was 'appropriately punish for his insolent' five years ago, he grew from hate to admiration to the Mistress, their Master's daughter.

Severus held his breath until the transformation was done. The robes that once hugged the female body were now flat, hugging a more angular body.

Nygma opened his eyes and smiled. "The glamour was in placed. It couldn't hold on the nights of the moonlight but when the day breaks it can conceal me automatically."

"It's newer is it?"

He, Nygma, nodded. "Father helped me with my voice as well. You haven't seen it since he cast it before we board the train."

"But the other transformation were the same except the voice and the angle of your face." Observed Lucius.

"Yes." Ny smiled wider.

Lucius laughed. "Well girl or should I say, boy, you should have been in Slytherin."

"But I am, aSlytherin, in a Gryffindor clothing." He winked.

"Be careful, Ny," said Severus and hugged him. They should part half way. Who knew if walls could see?

"I know," he hugged Severus back and kiss his cheek. He did the same to Lucius. "Now you two behave."

"Don't we are?" drawled the blond, smirking.

Ny swatted his back and smirked back. "I'm serious. I see you guys later today. Where? I send you a letter with the usual method."

Severus and Lucius kissed his cheek at the same time. Then they went back to their dorms to change.

_________________________

Ny went to breakfast as usual, noting how tired Remus was. He was concerned but Remus always waved him off. Oh he knew why Remus was a bit sensitive after the full moon but if his friend couldn't trust him enough he wouldn't pry. On the other hand, James and Sirius were again head to head, whispering quietly ever a plan, a prank, or something. Peter was overly too quiet and looking at the Ravenclaw table, staring at Sylvan Bones to be exact. Oh my, that was bad. Sylvan, if the rumors were right, was dating Rabastan.

Ny glanced at the head table and smiled at her friend, Molly, as she was staying at Hogwarts for her apprentice with Professor Spout. She smiled back but her eyes then went astray back to the Slytherin table. Ny thought, damn, that was another hopeless love over there as the Slytherin in question didn't bat an eye at Molly and looked at somebody else, one of the Black sisters.

School was always…. Amusing to him. One reason he pleaded at his father to let him schooled here instead at home. Nygma however, didn't notice a pair of blue eyes looking at him while talking with his friend. The deep blue eyes that waiting for the green ones to look at him.

Ny instead talked with Remus about homework for today. The potion essay was horribly hard (luckily Ny had help from Severus last night before the meeting). He helped Remus with his, going over the intergradient and the properties for their practical project today. Their heads were so close that the blue eyes on the other side of the table flared briefly.

_________________________

[tbc]

031404

a/n: sorry for the late update.^_~ truthfuly I don't know if i should continue or not, but my muses convince me other wise *glares at said muses whom are laughing madly* anyway leave me a review or two, tell me what you think, even if you only want to say it's good/bad/both, whatever. Or if you want me to continue or tell me what you think of my version of Lily Evans ^^ I hope you like her Slytherin side. Since we don't know much about the past, I made it up as I go, the same thing with the spells, the runes and Lily's facination of flowers. although the meaning of flowers and runes are right since I dig it from the internet but the placement of the runes are different from the usual method. You can say Lilly is a bit Mary Sue, I hope you have no problem with that ^_^;;;; the romance is coming. Tell me which boy should Lily paired with first (not Lucius or Sev because I have plans with them for the future green eyes). I hope I answer some of your questions. This story is about the Slytherin and the possible first generation of the DE, or the ones Lily started, of course it would be different that her father's. You should be able to guess by now who's her father *wink*

a/n2: I need a beta ^^;;; PLEASE PLEASE HELP ME. give me a review or drop me a p-email if you're interested. I want the first two chapters to be beta-ed first before i produce the third chapter (i know, i know its going to be late, AGAIN, but i have 3 unfinish fics and at least 3 more bunnies to be written *glares some more at muses whom now dancing with the bunnies*

a/n3: belated thanks to everyone for the reviews: LadyRhiyana, Turtles are awesome, Tarabella, Lilly28, White Ivy, Tearful Spider, Destiny-ruller, Anubis, Kayte, Eav (I Apretiate if you sign in and review so I can read your stories as well, but otherwise its okay and thanks once again)