Disclaimers: I do not own these characters except for Jessica Weaver and
Other characters that you do not recognize. The others belong to J.K.R.
There isn't a whole lot in this chapter since I had been a bit busy with my other story, but now that one if completed I can concentrate more on this one. This part is short, but more is coming.
RWH
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Thirteen
Saturday morning- Hogwart's lawn 4/26
A drumming got Severus's attention as he woke slowly with a wickedly cloudy brain. A feeling that he didn't like at all, yet one that was unfortunately familiar. He discovered that he was lying face down with the taste of dirt stuck inside of his mouth and the uncomfortable feeling of grit lodged up his nose. Bracing both hands onto the damp ground, he forced his body to turn over onto his back. The move in itself was excruciating and he clenched his teeth in the process trying to ignore the flashes behind his eyelids. His head was pounding as he forced himself to squint up into the bright morning sky. The ground was wet with dew and the cool wetness crept uncomfortably into his cloak and soaked his clothing. He groaned struggling to sit up while raising a shaky hand to his brow.
"What the hell happened?"
He rose unsteadily to his feet and squinting against the fierce light, he glanced around taking in his surroundings. A feeling of gratefulness overcame him as he caught the blurry sight of Hogwart's just beyond the gates, thankful that the school was not far away and started to make his way there. It wasn't far, but the way he felt it seemed miles away and his legs felt heavier than molasses and the journey seemed to take twice as long as normal.
Again, he turned his thoughts to the revel just to take his mind off of the incredible journey laid out before him. His brain felt fuzzy and diluted a feeling that he didn't like and he couldn't stop the feeling of dread racing through his thoughts. He shook his head to try to clear his thoughts and immediately regretted it as pain shot into his temple. The act of trying to remember last night rendered him nearly motionless in his struggle to reach the castle. Something had happened at the party. Unfortunately, to his extreme annoyance he couldn't remember anything past that first drink.
A shiver overcame him and he stumbled, crashing to his knees on the hard gravel. Something happened last night, something.something someone didn't want him to remember. He closed his eyes and searched the blankness of his mind finding only an empty place there. Nothing.there was nothing past that first drink. Whatever happened last night had been obliviated.
The drink.
They put something in his drink.
His thoughts immediately jumped to being drugged. The only reason they ever drugged him was for a nice little beating session one where he would be unable to protect himself. Lucius may be a bully, but he wasn't a stupid one. He knew better than to try to restrain a wizard of Severus's unique abilities. Lucius discovered his strength years ago, but found ways around them with the help of lies, influences and the help of dozens of Deatheaters.
Severus paused and straightened up, flexing his muscles and testing his body. Once the pains could be identified, he discovered that the only pain was the one in his head. The headache was his only source of discomfort. He worried about that. If they didn't want to beat him, then they wanted to question him.
The drink must have held Veritaserum.the truth serum.
His head scrambled around that terrifying possibility as he made his way into the school and down the hallways.
What if he spilled his association with the Order? No one knew his secret private sessions with the Order in the past. Not even after Voldemort was defeated. It was somehow suppressed from any public knowledge and he had been able to continue his work at Hogwart's with a new and very healthy view of fairness to the students.
No, He dismissed the thought once it came to mind. If they had inadvertently found out about those meetings, then he would most definitely have been punished and probably been beaten to his death. He passed several surprised students in the corridor as he headed down the stairs, staggering as if he was drunk.
He finally found his room and flung himself down onto his bed fully clothed and closed his eyes waiting for the muddled sensations to end. The pain wasn't doing any good in his thinking. In fact, it was excruciating to even move his eyes.
Why was he questioned? What did Malfoy want to know?
He sighed as his thoughts started to drift off. The pain fading away slightly as he closed his eyes. He was grateful that they had no idea of Jessica. She was safe from those madmen.
Thank the Gods for ignorance.
In his sleep, he didn't hear the door open and steps entering to stand by his bed.
"What have you gotten into now, my boy?"
Albus Dumbledore sighed heavily at the sight of the man in his rumpled state and quickly flicked his wand. Immediately Severus was cleaned and dressed in his nightshirt. Albus silently slid the comforter up and over his worn body before tenderly sweeping a hand across the exhausted man's wet hair before leaving the room.
"Sleep well, son."
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A/Ns and Acknowledgements:
Fancy: Here you go, Hon.hope you like this part. Enjoy! And your question will be answered next chapter.
Nutty: Thanks honey. Your comment here makes my day. Thanks for taking the time to let me know how you like it.
Chicklahoma: Thank you very much. I appreciate that.
J.S. Sumner: If you didn't think I had DARK in me, then you really don't know me.LOL.just ask my friends.Anyway, I love it when you pick out certain parts. I love to know what parts entertain others and if they are the same ones that I loved writing at the time. Enjoy this next chapter and I promise that the next one wont be far behind now that I finished with Ward of Hogwarts.
Magdellin: Enjoy, hon.next part coming up soon.
Cathryne: Dark thoughts work for dark imagery. I had to make him that way for that chapter, I hope he wasn't TOO much for you. LOL
Again.. Please don't forget to read and review..
Love bunches
RWH
There isn't a whole lot in this chapter since I had been a bit busy with my other story, but now that one if completed I can concentrate more on this one. This part is short, but more is coming.
RWH
***
Thirteen
Saturday morning- Hogwart's lawn 4/26
A drumming got Severus's attention as he woke slowly with a wickedly cloudy brain. A feeling that he didn't like at all, yet one that was unfortunately familiar. He discovered that he was lying face down with the taste of dirt stuck inside of his mouth and the uncomfortable feeling of grit lodged up his nose. Bracing both hands onto the damp ground, he forced his body to turn over onto his back. The move in itself was excruciating and he clenched his teeth in the process trying to ignore the flashes behind his eyelids. His head was pounding as he forced himself to squint up into the bright morning sky. The ground was wet with dew and the cool wetness crept uncomfortably into his cloak and soaked his clothing. He groaned struggling to sit up while raising a shaky hand to his brow.
"What the hell happened?"
He rose unsteadily to his feet and squinting against the fierce light, he glanced around taking in his surroundings. A feeling of gratefulness overcame him as he caught the blurry sight of Hogwart's just beyond the gates, thankful that the school was not far away and started to make his way there. It wasn't far, but the way he felt it seemed miles away and his legs felt heavier than molasses and the journey seemed to take twice as long as normal.
Again, he turned his thoughts to the revel just to take his mind off of the incredible journey laid out before him. His brain felt fuzzy and diluted a feeling that he didn't like and he couldn't stop the feeling of dread racing through his thoughts. He shook his head to try to clear his thoughts and immediately regretted it as pain shot into his temple. The act of trying to remember last night rendered him nearly motionless in his struggle to reach the castle. Something had happened at the party. Unfortunately, to his extreme annoyance he couldn't remember anything past that first drink.
A shiver overcame him and he stumbled, crashing to his knees on the hard gravel. Something happened last night, something.something someone didn't want him to remember. He closed his eyes and searched the blankness of his mind finding only an empty place there. Nothing.there was nothing past that first drink. Whatever happened last night had been obliviated.
The drink.
They put something in his drink.
His thoughts immediately jumped to being drugged. The only reason they ever drugged him was for a nice little beating session one where he would be unable to protect himself. Lucius may be a bully, but he wasn't a stupid one. He knew better than to try to restrain a wizard of Severus's unique abilities. Lucius discovered his strength years ago, but found ways around them with the help of lies, influences and the help of dozens of Deatheaters.
Severus paused and straightened up, flexing his muscles and testing his body. Once the pains could be identified, he discovered that the only pain was the one in his head. The headache was his only source of discomfort. He worried about that. If they didn't want to beat him, then they wanted to question him.
The drink must have held Veritaserum.the truth serum.
His head scrambled around that terrifying possibility as he made his way into the school and down the hallways.
What if he spilled his association with the Order? No one knew his secret private sessions with the Order in the past. Not even after Voldemort was defeated. It was somehow suppressed from any public knowledge and he had been able to continue his work at Hogwart's with a new and very healthy view of fairness to the students.
No, He dismissed the thought once it came to mind. If they had inadvertently found out about those meetings, then he would most definitely have been punished and probably been beaten to his death. He passed several surprised students in the corridor as he headed down the stairs, staggering as if he was drunk.
He finally found his room and flung himself down onto his bed fully clothed and closed his eyes waiting for the muddled sensations to end. The pain wasn't doing any good in his thinking. In fact, it was excruciating to even move his eyes.
Why was he questioned? What did Malfoy want to know?
He sighed as his thoughts started to drift off. The pain fading away slightly as he closed his eyes. He was grateful that they had no idea of Jessica. She was safe from those madmen.
Thank the Gods for ignorance.
In his sleep, he didn't hear the door open and steps entering to stand by his bed.
"What have you gotten into now, my boy?"
Albus Dumbledore sighed heavily at the sight of the man in his rumpled state and quickly flicked his wand. Immediately Severus was cleaned and dressed in his nightshirt. Albus silently slid the comforter up and over his worn body before tenderly sweeping a hand across the exhausted man's wet hair before leaving the room.
"Sleep well, son."
~~~
A/Ns and Acknowledgements:
Fancy: Here you go, Hon.hope you like this part. Enjoy! And your question will be answered next chapter.
Nutty: Thanks honey. Your comment here makes my day. Thanks for taking the time to let me know how you like it.
Chicklahoma: Thank you very much. I appreciate that.
J.S. Sumner: If you didn't think I had DARK in me, then you really don't know me.LOL.just ask my friends.Anyway, I love it when you pick out certain parts. I love to know what parts entertain others and if they are the same ones that I loved writing at the time. Enjoy this next chapter and I promise that the next one wont be far behind now that I finished with Ward of Hogwarts.
Magdellin: Enjoy, hon.next part coming up soon.
Cathryne: Dark thoughts work for dark imagery. I had to make him that way for that chapter, I hope he wasn't TOO much for you. LOL
Again.. Please don't forget to read and review..
Love bunches
RWH