Hey guys! This was a hard chapter to write... trust me, and yes Sevvie poo is out of character, but this is my fic, and he's MY little puppet until I'm done with him! *Evil laughter.* I do not own Harry Potter... yeah...
By the way, Augusta is a 'witch' you might want to replace the W with a B. I am an American, so no, I don't agree with Augusta's opinion of America.
Review please.
Story.....
Severus stood in front of the door that led into his 'new' siblings' chambers. Facing evil dark lords? No problem. Flooing to Malfoy Manor and beating the hell out of Lucius Malfoy for disinheriting a boy he considered a son? No problem. Face 3 strangers claiming to be his siblings? Terrifying.
He raised a shaking hand and knocked on the door.
Jamie pulled the brush through her hair a final time and ran to the door. "Hey."
His face was impassive. He didn't seem to know what to say. "Hello."
"Yeah... come in..." She grabbed his hand and pulled him in.
Severus stared and shuffled behind her. Even shuffling his robes billowed.
Aidan and Ray sprawled out on the couch. Ray was sitting Indian style leaning back into the corner and hugging a couch pillow to her chest in her ripped jeans and worn t-shirt.
Aidan had his foot propped up on the coffee table; the other was bent at the knee, his foot on the couch between Ray and himself. His arm was thrown along the back of the couch. His hair was down about his shoulders. He'd changed into black silk sleepy pants and a white wife beater tank, making it obvious the kid exercised regularly. He was barefoot, as he hated shoes.
Severus was staring at him. It was like a slightly altered picture of himself. He didn't have the tribal looking armband tattoo, and his hair was a bit shorter than the teenager's, but they had the same aquiline nose, pale skin and dark eyes.
Severus' gaze turned to Ray, taking in the purple and black hair, her pale skin and dark eyes. She had a feminine version of his own. She met his gaze, considered him, and then grinned.
"He looks just like you Aid! Its kind of scary."
"Yeah." Aidan stood, extending his hand to Severus. "I don't believe we've been properly introduced. I'm Aidan."
Severus firmly clasped his hand. "Severus Sn..." He broke off. "I'm Severus."
Ray laughed, but she stayed seated. "I was going to say, the Snape bit was rather obvious. I'm Adrian. Call me Ray." She furrowed her brow. "Or did we already introduce ourselves when we interrupted your class?" She frowned, and then smiled. "Whatever."
Jamie motioned to an armchair. "Have a seat."
Severus sat and did an incredible impression of a statue. Silence reigned and Aidan plopped back down in a position similar to the one he had before.
Jamie could only take the silence for a minute before she clapped her hands. Everyone jumped.
Ray shrieked. "Jeez! Scare the hell out of me why don't ya?"
Jamie grinned. "Because I already did..." She turned to Severus. I was going to ask you if you had any pictures of your parents." She motioned to the albums on the coffee table in front of Aidan's foot.
Severus blinked and nodded slightly. "Yes. I do." He swallowed. "They're in my chambers."
Jamie grabbed the albums and turned to lug the other chair closer so they both could look.
Severus watched far the first three ineffective tugs before he pulled his wand from the folds of his robes and summoned the chair closer.
Jamie stared. "Thanks." She plopped down and opened the top album, holding it between them.
The first picture was of a happy couple, both with midnight hair. The woman's eyes were honey colored, the same color as Jamie's, while the man's were black as midnight.. These were mostly muggle pictures, unmoving, but it was obvious that this couple was their parents, as obvious as the love flowing between them.
He turned page after page in the album. Jamie handed him the next album, which appeared to be a baby book.
Jamie tapped the book lightly on the cover, "I thought you might want to see this."
Ray and Aidan sat quietly taking in the look of wonderment when he realized that he was looking at his own baby book.
The other albums contained pictures of them all. Some candid, others professional, but Severus felt the lump grow in his throat with each turn of the page. These people were his family. Something he had been robbed of before.
Finally he came to the last page. It was a muggle photo like many of the others.
It was himself looking much younger, about 16, standing behind an equally somber
Jamie who looked about 13. In front of her stood the twins; both with tear streaks down their faces. They all wore black and wounded looks on their faces.
Jamie smiled sadly. "That's the last picture we have of you. It was right after their funeral..."
Severus ran his fingers lightly over the faces in the pictures. "I never... knew."
Ray sat up. "So who's that chick? Augusta?"
Severus looked up startled. He'd forgotten they were there. "My... our Grandmother. Our father's mother."
Jamie looked somewhat wounded. "But... Why'd she take just you?"
Severus looked at her closely. There was no denying it. These were his siblings. "She claimed that you weren't related to her. That your father was a muggle. Dumbledore said it was our mother's brother... She thought you would dirty me or something."
Ray looked saddened. "That's not what you think is it?"
Severus paused giving his reply thought. "No. I don't. We have the same blood flowing through our veins."
Aidan spoke for the first time. "What's with the cranky attitude?"
Severus smiled a bit. He really did remind him of himself. "It's a defense I learned. I didn't have much choice. Augusta pushed me..." He swallowed. "To become a death eater." He rolled back his sleeve showing them the mark, which had faded greatly since Voldemort's defeat.
He waited for the looks of horror and fear people showed when they saw the mark.
They said nothing. He stared.
Ray watched him for a minute before she grinned. "You thought we'd ditch you because you have a tattoo and a story to go with it? Yeah, it's a bit icky and such, but you're in. We love you. You're our brother. If you don't like it, deal."
They talked some more, each person sharing a bit about themselves. When Severus heard Ray had a thing for potions, his face lit, and he began to quiz her.
"How does one make a Boil cure potion?"
She responded quickly and without thought. "Dried nettles, crushed snake fangs, stewed horned slugs, and porcupine quills added after taking the cauldron off the fire."
He tried a different tactic. "Shrinking solution?"
She smirked. "Chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen, and a dash of leech juice"
He tried again. "Wit-Sharpening potion?"
"At least try to make them hard! Ground scarab beetle, cut up ginger root and armadillo bile "
He was determined to mess her up. "Draught of the Living Death?"
She smirked. "Asphodel in an infusion of wormwood."
An evil look came over his face as he found a potion he was sure would stump her. "Polyjuice potion?"
She yawned. "Lacewing flies stewed 21 days, leeches, powdered bicorn horn, knotgrass, fluxweed picked at full moon, boomslang skin, and a bit of whomever you wish to turn into."
Finally they looked at each other and laughed.
Aidan held up a finger. "James (Nick name for Jamie), we forgot to tell Sev here."
"What?" She looked puzzled.
Severus realized he was laughing and froze in shock. "Excuse me?"
With an unholy grin stretched across his face, Aidan replied, "Our cousin."
Severus straightened his already perfect posture. "Who?"
"Our cousin. I believe he's a student of yours?" Jamie and Ray started smirking right along with him. (WARNING: Smirking Snapes are NOT a good sign.)
"Sara Evans was cousin to Lily and Petunia Evans." Aidan watched with wicked glee as Severus paled.
"I'm related to Harry Potter?"
Ray snickered. "He said something similar."
*Fade to Black*
Caryn waited patiently outside Severus' chambers to deliver the letter from Augusta. She squirmed. She was sitting under the entrance portrait; one of a former potions master, and sucking thoughtfully on the blood pop the head master had been kind enough to give her.
Severus must be happy to discover he had family besides Augusta. For years, since he'd first came to Snape manor, he'd been alone except for an old woman and her servants. Caryn had been the only person near his age. They didn't become friends though for two reasons. A: Augusta didn't want him associating with her because of her family history and B: because he hated her for some reason unknown to her. He just upset her sometimes. The Snapes... well Augusta and Severus she corrected, were the only people with that ability.
"What are you doing here?" His voice sounded from the shadows, making her jump and gasp. As she did so a bit of the flavoring from her blood pop went into her airway, sending her into a coughing fit that sent the offending lolly flying. She rolled to her knees.
Severus stepped into the torch light, wearing his trademark sneer, observing her in silence.
Caryn's hands rose to her throat as her coughing finally stopped. "You! My... You scared me!"
If anything the look on his face grew colder. "I repeat. What are you doing here?"
Caryn picked up her blood pop and studied the dust on it with distaste. Five-second rule SO did not apply. She pushed her way to her feet and pulled the letter from her pocket. Silently she handed it to him.
Severus studied it with distaste before opening and reading it. "Why couldn't she have sent this by owl?"
Caryn ignored the open animosity in his eyes. Her owl got hit by a bludger."
He raised a cynical brow. "A bludger?"
"When your Quidditch team was practicing I do believe." Caryn felt something inside her tremble.
He stared straight into her eyes. "Give Augusta a message." In sure decisive motions he tore up the letter and let it fall to the floor.
Caryn was shocked. She hadn't known the contents of the letter but if she took a message like that back to he manor... "I can't give her a message like that!"
"I didn't ask you to. It was an order." He drawled and Caryn shrunk back from the anger in his eyes.
"Pick them up," he pointed to the torn letter.
"I..." She couldn't finish.
"Now!" Caryn hated herself for it, but her father's face replaced his and she dropped to her knees. She didn't want to feel the whip should she disobey. Her hands shook as she gathered the bits of paper.
Severus saw the fear in her eyes and his lip curled in disgust. "Get out of my dungeons!"
The blood pop fell from her hand as she all but ran from his presence.
By the way, Augusta is a 'witch' you might want to replace the W with a B. I am an American, so no, I don't agree with Augusta's opinion of America.
Review please.
Story.....
Severus stood in front of the door that led into his 'new' siblings' chambers. Facing evil dark lords? No problem. Flooing to Malfoy Manor and beating the hell out of Lucius Malfoy for disinheriting a boy he considered a son? No problem. Face 3 strangers claiming to be his siblings? Terrifying.
He raised a shaking hand and knocked on the door.
Jamie pulled the brush through her hair a final time and ran to the door. "Hey."
His face was impassive. He didn't seem to know what to say. "Hello."
"Yeah... come in..." She grabbed his hand and pulled him in.
Severus stared and shuffled behind her. Even shuffling his robes billowed.
Aidan and Ray sprawled out on the couch. Ray was sitting Indian style leaning back into the corner and hugging a couch pillow to her chest in her ripped jeans and worn t-shirt.
Aidan had his foot propped up on the coffee table; the other was bent at the knee, his foot on the couch between Ray and himself. His arm was thrown along the back of the couch. His hair was down about his shoulders. He'd changed into black silk sleepy pants and a white wife beater tank, making it obvious the kid exercised regularly. He was barefoot, as he hated shoes.
Severus was staring at him. It was like a slightly altered picture of himself. He didn't have the tribal looking armband tattoo, and his hair was a bit shorter than the teenager's, but they had the same aquiline nose, pale skin and dark eyes.
Severus' gaze turned to Ray, taking in the purple and black hair, her pale skin and dark eyes. She had a feminine version of his own. She met his gaze, considered him, and then grinned.
"He looks just like you Aid! Its kind of scary."
"Yeah." Aidan stood, extending his hand to Severus. "I don't believe we've been properly introduced. I'm Aidan."
Severus firmly clasped his hand. "Severus Sn..." He broke off. "I'm Severus."
Ray laughed, but she stayed seated. "I was going to say, the Snape bit was rather obvious. I'm Adrian. Call me Ray." She furrowed her brow. "Or did we already introduce ourselves when we interrupted your class?" She frowned, and then smiled. "Whatever."
Jamie motioned to an armchair. "Have a seat."
Severus sat and did an incredible impression of a statue. Silence reigned and Aidan plopped back down in a position similar to the one he had before.
Jamie could only take the silence for a minute before she clapped her hands. Everyone jumped.
Ray shrieked. "Jeez! Scare the hell out of me why don't ya?"
Jamie grinned. "Because I already did..." She turned to Severus. I was going to ask you if you had any pictures of your parents." She motioned to the albums on the coffee table in front of Aidan's foot.
Severus blinked and nodded slightly. "Yes. I do." He swallowed. "They're in my chambers."
Jamie grabbed the albums and turned to lug the other chair closer so they both could look.
Severus watched far the first three ineffective tugs before he pulled his wand from the folds of his robes and summoned the chair closer.
Jamie stared. "Thanks." She plopped down and opened the top album, holding it between them.
The first picture was of a happy couple, both with midnight hair. The woman's eyes were honey colored, the same color as Jamie's, while the man's were black as midnight.. These were mostly muggle pictures, unmoving, but it was obvious that this couple was their parents, as obvious as the love flowing between them.
He turned page after page in the album. Jamie handed him the next album, which appeared to be a baby book.
Jamie tapped the book lightly on the cover, "I thought you might want to see this."
Ray and Aidan sat quietly taking in the look of wonderment when he realized that he was looking at his own baby book.
The other albums contained pictures of them all. Some candid, others professional, but Severus felt the lump grow in his throat with each turn of the page. These people were his family. Something he had been robbed of before.
Finally he came to the last page. It was a muggle photo like many of the others.
It was himself looking much younger, about 16, standing behind an equally somber
Jamie who looked about 13. In front of her stood the twins; both with tear streaks down their faces. They all wore black and wounded looks on their faces.
Jamie smiled sadly. "That's the last picture we have of you. It was right after their funeral..."
Severus ran his fingers lightly over the faces in the pictures. "I never... knew."
Ray sat up. "So who's that chick? Augusta?"
Severus looked up startled. He'd forgotten they were there. "My... our Grandmother. Our father's mother."
Jamie looked somewhat wounded. "But... Why'd she take just you?"
Severus looked at her closely. There was no denying it. These were his siblings. "She claimed that you weren't related to her. That your father was a muggle. Dumbledore said it was our mother's brother... She thought you would dirty me or something."
Ray looked saddened. "That's not what you think is it?"
Severus paused giving his reply thought. "No. I don't. We have the same blood flowing through our veins."
Aidan spoke for the first time. "What's with the cranky attitude?"
Severus smiled a bit. He really did remind him of himself. "It's a defense I learned. I didn't have much choice. Augusta pushed me..." He swallowed. "To become a death eater." He rolled back his sleeve showing them the mark, which had faded greatly since Voldemort's defeat.
He waited for the looks of horror and fear people showed when they saw the mark.
They said nothing. He stared.
Ray watched him for a minute before she grinned. "You thought we'd ditch you because you have a tattoo and a story to go with it? Yeah, it's a bit icky and such, but you're in. We love you. You're our brother. If you don't like it, deal."
They talked some more, each person sharing a bit about themselves. When Severus heard Ray had a thing for potions, his face lit, and he began to quiz her.
"How does one make a Boil cure potion?"
She responded quickly and without thought. "Dried nettles, crushed snake fangs, stewed horned slugs, and porcupine quills added after taking the cauldron off the fire."
He tried a different tactic. "Shrinking solution?"
She smirked. "Chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen, and a dash of leech juice"
He tried again. "Wit-Sharpening potion?"
"At least try to make them hard! Ground scarab beetle, cut up ginger root and armadillo bile "
He was determined to mess her up. "Draught of the Living Death?"
She smirked. "Asphodel in an infusion of wormwood."
An evil look came over his face as he found a potion he was sure would stump her. "Polyjuice potion?"
She yawned. "Lacewing flies stewed 21 days, leeches, powdered bicorn horn, knotgrass, fluxweed picked at full moon, boomslang skin, and a bit of whomever you wish to turn into."
Finally they looked at each other and laughed.
Aidan held up a finger. "James (Nick name for Jamie), we forgot to tell Sev here."
"What?" She looked puzzled.
Severus realized he was laughing and froze in shock. "Excuse me?"
With an unholy grin stretched across his face, Aidan replied, "Our cousin."
Severus straightened his already perfect posture. "Who?"
"Our cousin. I believe he's a student of yours?" Jamie and Ray started smirking right along with him. (WARNING: Smirking Snapes are NOT a good sign.)
"Sara Evans was cousin to Lily and Petunia Evans." Aidan watched with wicked glee as Severus paled.
"I'm related to Harry Potter?"
Ray snickered. "He said something similar."
*Fade to Black*
Caryn waited patiently outside Severus' chambers to deliver the letter from Augusta. She squirmed. She was sitting under the entrance portrait; one of a former potions master, and sucking thoughtfully on the blood pop the head master had been kind enough to give her.
Severus must be happy to discover he had family besides Augusta. For years, since he'd first came to Snape manor, he'd been alone except for an old woman and her servants. Caryn had been the only person near his age. They didn't become friends though for two reasons. A: Augusta didn't want him associating with her because of her family history and B: because he hated her for some reason unknown to her. He just upset her sometimes. The Snapes... well Augusta and Severus she corrected, were the only people with that ability.
"What are you doing here?" His voice sounded from the shadows, making her jump and gasp. As she did so a bit of the flavoring from her blood pop went into her airway, sending her into a coughing fit that sent the offending lolly flying. She rolled to her knees.
Severus stepped into the torch light, wearing his trademark sneer, observing her in silence.
Caryn's hands rose to her throat as her coughing finally stopped. "You! My... You scared me!"
If anything the look on his face grew colder. "I repeat. What are you doing here?"
Caryn picked up her blood pop and studied the dust on it with distaste. Five-second rule SO did not apply. She pushed her way to her feet and pulled the letter from her pocket. Silently she handed it to him.
Severus studied it with distaste before opening and reading it. "Why couldn't she have sent this by owl?"
Caryn ignored the open animosity in his eyes. Her owl got hit by a bludger."
He raised a cynical brow. "A bludger?"
"When your Quidditch team was practicing I do believe." Caryn felt something inside her tremble.
He stared straight into her eyes. "Give Augusta a message." In sure decisive motions he tore up the letter and let it fall to the floor.
Caryn was shocked. She hadn't known the contents of the letter but if she took a message like that back to he manor... "I can't give her a message like that!"
"I didn't ask you to. It was an order." He drawled and Caryn shrunk back from the anger in his eyes.
"Pick them up," he pointed to the torn letter.
"I..." She couldn't finish.
"Now!" Caryn hated herself for it, but her father's face replaced his and she dropped to her knees. She didn't want to feel the whip should she disobey. Her hands shook as she gathered the bits of paper.
Severus saw the fear in her eyes and his lip curled in disgust. "Get out of my dungeons!"
The blood pop fell from her hand as she all but ran from his presence.