Oh The Insanity Of It all!
Written by: Elven Warrior1
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter. Never will either. So don't sue me! (cowers from the many frying pans) I just wanna play!
A/n: I'm taking a different approach on this story...so let me know what you think of it! Please review!
(Snape Manor)
"Harry said."
"I don't care what Harry said!" Severus snapped, pulling the girl to him, crushing their bodies together in a grinding fashion. "I don't fucking care what Potter has said about me. I am NOT dead and I will NOT forfit this marriage!" The man fumed, suddenly grabbing the girl closer to him yet. She gave a strangled whimper, her lungs feeling as if they were going to collapse without oxygen. She was becoming light-headed.
"Sev..I..." She gasped, but was cut off by Severus's lips crashing down on her own in a very briusing kiss. She whimpered again, this time, in total agony.
"Nobody is going to take you away from me." He growled into her ear, leaving the havoc on her lips to show. Severus shoved the girl away, stalking from the room in his rampage. She groaned, falling limply onto the couch, touching her lips and left wincing.
It was true. Annaliese Morgana Shroyer had married Severus Snape under orders of Albus Dumbledore, leader of The Order Of The Phoenix. But it was these orders, not for love, but for the aid of the order. Instead of being comfortable in the marriage, she was constantly on her toes, afraid of what was going to come around the corner. Being a seer and able to sence everything helped, but she had become frightened beyond belife. Especially of her husband. Whom had just showed some of the rough love he had laid apon her fragile lips. Which were now turning black and blue from the kiss he gave.
She was going to Marry Harry James Potter out of love, but the wedding had been crashed, and she was kidnapped. Taken hostage by Dumbledore himself, and then forced to marry the ex Deatheater. Everything was scaring her now. Anna sighed upon hearing her husband flee up the stairs to their room to get changed into more comfortable clothing.
It wasn't that Severus wasn't a good man. He indeed was a very loyal and commiting man, truthfull and independent. He was pathetic in bed, and he loved fiercely when under stress. She had gotten to know both touches. His gentle, and his brutal. Lately, he had been in his brutal stage for weeks now. She stiffened as feet started to decend from the stairs. Severus was coming back down for his evening tea.
Jumping up, Annaleise ran to the kitchen before he would get there, starting his tea quickly. Minutes after the water had begun to boil, he entered the room, daily prophet at hand, and smug expression on his face. It was unreadable. But Anna did not dare to try, nor did she want to speak, in fear of the havoc it would cause.
He sat down at his usual place, opening the paper. A bit later, Anna layed a cup of hot tea and a plate of biskets at his right hand. Still, Anna did not say anything. Instead of trying to finnish the dinner dishes, she grabbed a cup of tea herself, before sitting herself across from her husband, keeping quiet still.
Suddenly, Severus yelled, throwing his teacup, hitting Anna's chair, shattering into a million tiny pieces. Ignoring the glass now sticking into her neck and head, she stared at her husband, fear strcken. Severus continued his rampage of destroying the kitchen out of sudden fury, leaving his wife paralyzed with fear. He stopped for a minute, turning to her, seeing her covered in blood, starring at him with wide fearfull eyes. The look he had never seen from her.
On instinct, he ran to her, examining her wounds before making a conclusion. She gasped as he touched her arm in an act of comfort. It took him aback. He stared at his wife, who now closed her eyes tight, turning her head away from him. He saw it then: supressed tears of fear, hurt and pain. Severus felt guilty and hated himself for doing this to the women he loved.
"Anna." He whispered, placing a gentil hand on her shoulder. She took in a sharp intake of breath. "No, Anna, I'm not going to hurt you. I never meant to hurt you. Shh...Anna, look at me." Suddenly, Annaleise jumped up and ran. She couldn't run through the house. Severus would catch her all to quickly. Instead, she tore off to the gardens, hoping to loose him in the many orchards. Anna was fast, but Severus was just as fast. "No! Anna! Please! Stop! Anna!" He called, scared now beyond belife. He had just petrified his wife and she was now trying to run from him.
Picking up his pace, he caught her as they entered the middle part of the apple orchard. She gave a horrible scared sob as she leaned forward, tears running down her face, body shaking. Severus turned her around, pulling her close, holding her tight, trying to sooth her.
"Shhh. Anna, I'm so sorry." He whispered, tightening his arm around her waist. "I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, or to scare you. Baby, shhh. Please, stop crying, talk to me." Anna gave a horrible body-wracking sob before clutching to him, crying so hard that even his body was shaking. "Oh no, Anna. No no no..Shhhh..please don't cry. I didn't mean any of it. Oh baby...shhhh." By now, he had fixed her up completely, getting the glass out. But not cleaning up the blood, which was drying on her clothes and skin.
They must have had stood there for a good hour or so, before Anna had calmed down enough to make it back to the house. Inside the kitchen, the house elves were cleaning up the mess that Severus had created. Leading Anna up to the bathroom to clean her up, and try to make her relax. He helped her strip out of her clothing, and filld their enormus bathtub full of hot water and rose bubbly bath. She sunk down into the water immediately, closing her eyes and leaning against the tub.
She was starting to feel more at ease with the eveing, and then she felt something else enter the tub. She opened her eyes to find Severus coming towards her, naked and looking worried. Anna began to tense again, for no reason at all. An arm snaked around her waist, bringing her to him.
"Anna." He said quietly, his voice husky. She leaned in slightly, acknowledging him. "I'm so sorry." She sighed, opening her eyes.
"Sev."
"No, Anna." He said, his voice still quiet. "I shouldn't' have lost my temper like that for a bloody newspaper article. It was not my place. I haven't been treating you like the woman I love for so long. I saw it in your eyes tonighte. Gods..Anna, I don't know what I can do to make it up. I love you so much." He whispered, tears flowing freely down his face now. Anna's breath caught in her throat, making her want to cry again. Instead of trying to comfort like that. She moved. Instead of just sitting next to him, Anna now straddled his hips, pressing her forehead agaist his and hugging him. Severus hugged back, letting his tears fall onto her breasts and into the water. "Gods Anna, I'm so sorry."
"Shh." She shushed him. "No, just shhh. You're forgiven." Severus tightened his arms, bringing his face upwards slightly. He captured her lips into a soft, but passionate kiss. The first like this in months. It felt like their very first kiss, which sent wonderful shivers up through her entire body, lingering in certain places. On instinct, she pushed her body against his, kissing back with as much hunger and love filled passion as ever.
Every now and then, they would pull apart to breath, only to continue their love filled kissing, before Severus moved them to the shower to rinse off. Which indeed they did, but quickly after all soap was gone, Severus plunged himself into Annaleise, making her gasp before falling into the quick rhythm. It had to be the first time of actually having sex without the brutality, but filled with desire and lust. Anna was now in a world full of pleasure, actually feeling wanted again. But sex was the only thing that made her feel wanted when in the presence of Severus Snape.
It took much longer this time. Severus had to have been holding off for her, before giving a yell and then exploding inside of her. Anna clung to him, breathing hard, hands roaming over his back. Before she realized it, he had lifted her and carried her back to their bedroom, laying her down onto their bed, helping her slip on a satin-silk nightgown.
The cloth was a pearly purple, falling over her slim form and laying against the floor all around her. She had gotten it from Harry Potter, who had fallen in love with her long before her betrothal to Severus Snape. In fact, Anna would come home from her secret job to find parcels sitting on her porch addressed to her from Harry. And each time, there would be a very lovely piece of lingerie, clothing, jewlery or flowers. Each time, Severus had thought she brought it home from the muggle market down the road. But it came from her secret admirer.
Anna did not love Severus Snape. She could not love him. He had been to brutal and absuing to her too long, and tonighte was unexpected. Tomorrow morning, he would go right back to anger filled heart, back again to the brusing kisses and sex. She could not stand to go through it all again for another 5 months at a time. If he truly loved her, he wouldn't dare treat her like this. No, she had to call for help. Anna needed help and could not help herself. She sighed as she was lain into their queen sized bed.
She layed awake for at least 5 hours, finally convinced that he had fallen asleep, she slipped out of bed. Severus turned over in his sleep, muttering something. She froze when she caught the word "Harry...Anna...kill." That was not good. Now he was thinking about killing someone in his sleep. Could he know about Harry? No no, that was impossible. She put up so many walls on her mind to block out everything about Harry. Only because it angered him, and meant trouble for her. Severus began waking up slighty. Panicking, she ran back ot the bed, slipping back in and turning on her side, closing her eyes.
He sat up for a moment, scanning her, before laying back down. A moment later, he was snorring again. She gave a shaky sigh before deciding that she needed some sleep. Unconsiously, she slipped off into a nightmare filled sleep, waking up the very same morning at 11:30.. Groaning, she sat up, rubbing her tired eyes. Looking over at Severuss' side of the bed, she noticed a small note. Picking it up slightly, she read through it. Frowning the entire time.
Anna,
There are a list of things down on the breakfast table that I would like you to help the house elves with. We are having company tonighte that I failed to mention yesterday evening. The Order Of The Phoenix is coming for a rather large dinner. And I would appretiate the house to look it's absolute best. Behave yourself, no leaving the house unless you must buy something. And I will see to you near 9:30 tonighte.
Severus
Ps. If I find Potter in our home, or even near you, I will kill him.
Anna gasped slightly. He didn't know about them, but he had a dream about him. Which included her. So he was just acting out of the dream, thinking it was a premonition or vision. She snorted. 'It's so like you.' She thought to herself, frowning even further.
That left her the rest of the day to find someone to help her out of this marriage, and to get to someone who she knew loved her for all she was worth. Who did not dare hide anything from her. Something then hit her like a ton of bricks: His pensive.
Turning sharply on her heel, she ran down to the dungeons of their home still in her nightgown, breathing quickly. Inside the room that she was forbidden to enter, she wished she had never come here. The room was laiden with chains, ropes, muggle hand cuffs, a very romatic heart shaped bed, a saddle, and many other sex-related items. Anna felt like she was going to be sick. Rushing to the closet, she threw it open, discovering many different whips, and there, his peinsive. Sticking her hand inside, she was pulled into his thoughts and memories.
She gasped when she found herself standing in the middle of the very same room she was in, watching her husband fuck the living daylights out of Ginny Weasley. The redhead girl screamed and begged for him to stop, but this only urged him to go faster. Anna could tell that he was holding off as long as he could, just o torture her. She felt her breath being lost, as she stumboled towards them, her frown deepening as hatred began to boil. Severus Snap rapped Ginny just because he felt like it. Then suddenly, she was brought to another memory. Much like the first one, except this had Fred Weasley strapped to the saddle, with Severus raping him too. Anna felt completely sick now. He rapped anyone he could get his hands on. Men and women.
But she was taken to another memory. This time, a small child of no more then 9 with red hair, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Weasley's daughter, and hers and Harry's goddaughter, Lanie looked crestfallen, haning from the wall. Glad in chains with cuffs at her feet and wrists. Severus had soon stalked in, naked, and instantly began rapping the girl. Anna now felt so dizzy, she forced herself to sit on the floor. Her husband, husband, was a compleat monster.
Balancing her mind, Anna found herself back in the present, the very same room her husband, the man she was forced to marry, commited so many damn rape acts. She needed out of there now before somebody else found their way into his clutches. She ran. She ran for her life, for the lives of everyone else.
Running to fireplace in the living room, she threw in some floo powder, calling for Harry's house. His head appeared in the fireplace, looking surprised.
"Anna!" He said, studdying her face, instantly looking worried. "What's happened? Are you ok?" She shook her head, allowing a small sob to escape her throat. "Stand back Anna," Harry warned. "I'm coming over." She quickly stood up straight, moving far enough to let Harry through. The second he stepped through the hearth, he rushed to her, gathering her in his arms. She burried her head into his shoulder, sobbing effectively. "Anna, whats happened? Are you alright? Please, Anna, shhh."
Regaining her composure, she wipped her eyes, taking a few calming deep breaths. Harry kept his hands on her arms, keeping a comforting hold on her, waiting for her to talk.
"Oh Harry." She whispered. "He's a monster! A fucking-raping monster!" Harrys' concerened look deepened so much. "Come on, down in the dungeons. Follow me!" Grabbing his hand, she ran back down to the dungeons to the same room she ran from. Harry took one look, and looked disgusted. He saw Snapes' penisive sitting out on the table. On instinct, he plunged his hand into it. Minutes later, he came out looking angry beyond belife. He grabbed Anna to him, keeping her tightly close to him, but not to cause her discomfort. "Harry.."
"I've seen enough." He stated, bringing her to look into her face. "He's hurt you..he's hurt you! Physically and emotionally hurt you! He rapped Fred, Ginny, Lanie, Bill, Charlie and Hermione! The newest memory he had put in there, that you didn't see...Fucking Mother of Merlin I am going to kill him!" Anna looked at him, her eyes widening slightly. Harry's eyes flashed with tremendous fury. "It was apparently a dream he put in there. You and I were on a picnic, just being friends, though we had kissed. Snape came up to you, wrenching you away, throwing you to the ground, knife in hand. Gods Anna...he killed you! Just to get you away from me! He killed you!" Anna froze.
'Harry...Anna...Kill..' That's what he was talking about. To kill her to keep her away from Harry. She felt all the color drain from her face.
"I'm surprised he didn't do it in his sleep. I'll never let him get near you again. Never.Never!" Harry cried, grabbing Anna into a tight hug. She hugged him back, just as tightly, wanting to leave. "I have to get you out of here. We have to get out of here now." He stated, looking around the room. Anna looked up at him. "Lets go get your clothes and items you brought with you to this house. Come on." Harry led Anna up to her and Severus's room, as if he had lived here himself. She just followed him, and rushed into her personal closet and retrived her traveling suitcases.
She and Harry went to her dresser pulling out the cloths and placing them into the largest bag. Ontop of her clothes were her pictures of her friends (though they were mostly of Harry) and family. Soon, Harry came across the wedding picture of Anna and Snape. He growled in his throat, before throwing it at the wall, shattering the glass into a tiny million pieces. Anna placed her hand on his arm, pulling him back to what they were doing. He kissed her hand before placing several pairs of pants into the first largest bag.
An hour of frantic packing went on, and Harry spelled the bags and trunks to fit into his pocket before the two headed down to the living room. Everything Anna owned that she brought with her carefully packed away. He stood back, allowing Anna to floo first.
"The GreyStone!" She shouted, before dissppearing in a puff of green smoke. Opening her eyes, she found herself standing in Harry's beautiful family room. She stepped out of the fireplace, allowing him to floo in. Instantly after, Harry appeared. He watched Anna as she looked around the room, mystified. He grinned.
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter. Never will either. So don't sue me! (cowers from the many frying pans) I just wanna play!
A/n: I'm taking a different approach on this story...so let me know what you think of it! Please review!
(Snape Manor)
"Harry said."
"I don't care what Harry said!" Severus snapped, pulling the girl to him, crushing their bodies together in a grinding fashion. "I don't fucking care what Potter has said about me. I am NOT dead and I will NOT forfit this marriage!" The man fumed, suddenly grabbing the girl closer to him yet. She gave a strangled whimper, her lungs feeling as if they were going to collapse without oxygen. She was becoming light-headed.
"Sev..I..." She gasped, but was cut off by Severus's lips crashing down on her own in a very briusing kiss. She whimpered again, this time, in total agony.
"Nobody is going to take you away from me." He growled into her ear, leaving the havoc on her lips to show. Severus shoved the girl away, stalking from the room in his rampage. She groaned, falling limply onto the couch, touching her lips and left wincing.
It was true. Annaliese Morgana Shroyer had married Severus Snape under orders of Albus Dumbledore, leader of The Order Of The Phoenix. But it was these orders, not for love, but for the aid of the order. Instead of being comfortable in the marriage, she was constantly on her toes, afraid of what was going to come around the corner. Being a seer and able to sence everything helped, but she had become frightened beyond belife. Especially of her husband. Whom had just showed some of the rough love he had laid apon her fragile lips. Which were now turning black and blue from the kiss he gave.
She was going to Marry Harry James Potter out of love, but the wedding had been crashed, and she was kidnapped. Taken hostage by Dumbledore himself, and then forced to marry the ex Deatheater. Everything was scaring her now. Anna sighed upon hearing her husband flee up the stairs to their room to get changed into more comfortable clothing.
It wasn't that Severus wasn't a good man. He indeed was a very loyal and commiting man, truthfull and independent. He was pathetic in bed, and he loved fiercely when under stress. She had gotten to know both touches. His gentle, and his brutal. Lately, he had been in his brutal stage for weeks now. She stiffened as feet started to decend from the stairs. Severus was coming back down for his evening tea.
Jumping up, Annaleise ran to the kitchen before he would get there, starting his tea quickly. Minutes after the water had begun to boil, he entered the room, daily prophet at hand, and smug expression on his face. It was unreadable. But Anna did not dare to try, nor did she want to speak, in fear of the havoc it would cause.
He sat down at his usual place, opening the paper. A bit later, Anna layed a cup of hot tea and a plate of biskets at his right hand. Still, Anna did not say anything. Instead of trying to finnish the dinner dishes, she grabbed a cup of tea herself, before sitting herself across from her husband, keeping quiet still.
Suddenly, Severus yelled, throwing his teacup, hitting Anna's chair, shattering into a million tiny pieces. Ignoring the glass now sticking into her neck and head, she stared at her husband, fear strcken. Severus continued his rampage of destroying the kitchen out of sudden fury, leaving his wife paralyzed with fear. He stopped for a minute, turning to her, seeing her covered in blood, starring at him with wide fearfull eyes. The look he had never seen from her.
On instinct, he ran to her, examining her wounds before making a conclusion. She gasped as he touched her arm in an act of comfort. It took him aback. He stared at his wife, who now closed her eyes tight, turning her head away from him. He saw it then: supressed tears of fear, hurt and pain. Severus felt guilty and hated himself for doing this to the women he loved.
"Anna." He whispered, placing a gentil hand on her shoulder. She took in a sharp intake of breath. "No, Anna, I'm not going to hurt you. I never meant to hurt you. Shh...Anna, look at me." Suddenly, Annaleise jumped up and ran. She couldn't run through the house. Severus would catch her all to quickly. Instead, she tore off to the gardens, hoping to loose him in the many orchards. Anna was fast, but Severus was just as fast. "No! Anna! Please! Stop! Anna!" He called, scared now beyond belife. He had just petrified his wife and she was now trying to run from him.
Picking up his pace, he caught her as they entered the middle part of the apple orchard. She gave a horrible scared sob as she leaned forward, tears running down her face, body shaking. Severus turned her around, pulling her close, holding her tight, trying to sooth her.
"Shhh. Anna, I'm so sorry." He whispered, tightening his arm around her waist. "I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, or to scare you. Baby, shhh. Please, stop crying, talk to me." Anna gave a horrible body-wracking sob before clutching to him, crying so hard that even his body was shaking. "Oh no, Anna. No no no..Shhhh..please don't cry. I didn't mean any of it. Oh baby...shhhh." By now, he had fixed her up completely, getting the glass out. But not cleaning up the blood, which was drying on her clothes and skin.
They must have had stood there for a good hour or so, before Anna had calmed down enough to make it back to the house. Inside the kitchen, the house elves were cleaning up the mess that Severus had created. Leading Anna up to the bathroom to clean her up, and try to make her relax. He helped her strip out of her clothing, and filld their enormus bathtub full of hot water and rose bubbly bath. She sunk down into the water immediately, closing her eyes and leaning against the tub.
She was starting to feel more at ease with the eveing, and then she felt something else enter the tub. She opened her eyes to find Severus coming towards her, naked and looking worried. Anna began to tense again, for no reason at all. An arm snaked around her waist, bringing her to him.
"Anna." He said quietly, his voice husky. She leaned in slightly, acknowledging him. "I'm so sorry." She sighed, opening her eyes.
"Sev."
"No, Anna." He said, his voice still quiet. "I shouldn't' have lost my temper like that for a bloody newspaper article. It was not my place. I haven't been treating you like the woman I love for so long. I saw it in your eyes tonighte. Gods..Anna, I don't know what I can do to make it up. I love you so much." He whispered, tears flowing freely down his face now. Anna's breath caught in her throat, making her want to cry again. Instead of trying to comfort like that. She moved. Instead of just sitting next to him, Anna now straddled his hips, pressing her forehead agaist his and hugging him. Severus hugged back, letting his tears fall onto her breasts and into the water. "Gods Anna, I'm so sorry."
"Shh." She shushed him. "No, just shhh. You're forgiven." Severus tightened his arms, bringing his face upwards slightly. He captured her lips into a soft, but passionate kiss. The first like this in months. It felt like their very first kiss, which sent wonderful shivers up through her entire body, lingering in certain places. On instinct, she pushed her body against his, kissing back with as much hunger and love filled passion as ever.
Every now and then, they would pull apart to breath, only to continue their love filled kissing, before Severus moved them to the shower to rinse off. Which indeed they did, but quickly after all soap was gone, Severus plunged himself into Annaleise, making her gasp before falling into the quick rhythm. It had to be the first time of actually having sex without the brutality, but filled with desire and lust. Anna was now in a world full of pleasure, actually feeling wanted again. But sex was the only thing that made her feel wanted when in the presence of Severus Snape.
It took much longer this time. Severus had to have been holding off for her, before giving a yell and then exploding inside of her. Anna clung to him, breathing hard, hands roaming over his back. Before she realized it, he had lifted her and carried her back to their bedroom, laying her down onto their bed, helping her slip on a satin-silk nightgown.
The cloth was a pearly purple, falling over her slim form and laying against the floor all around her. She had gotten it from Harry Potter, who had fallen in love with her long before her betrothal to Severus Snape. In fact, Anna would come home from her secret job to find parcels sitting on her porch addressed to her from Harry. And each time, there would be a very lovely piece of lingerie, clothing, jewlery or flowers. Each time, Severus had thought she brought it home from the muggle market down the road. But it came from her secret admirer.
Anna did not love Severus Snape. She could not love him. He had been to brutal and absuing to her too long, and tonighte was unexpected. Tomorrow morning, he would go right back to anger filled heart, back again to the brusing kisses and sex. She could not stand to go through it all again for another 5 months at a time. If he truly loved her, he wouldn't dare treat her like this. No, she had to call for help. Anna needed help and could not help herself. She sighed as she was lain into their queen sized bed.
She layed awake for at least 5 hours, finally convinced that he had fallen asleep, she slipped out of bed. Severus turned over in his sleep, muttering something. She froze when she caught the word "Harry...Anna...kill." That was not good. Now he was thinking about killing someone in his sleep. Could he know about Harry? No no, that was impossible. She put up so many walls on her mind to block out everything about Harry. Only because it angered him, and meant trouble for her. Severus began waking up slighty. Panicking, she ran back ot the bed, slipping back in and turning on her side, closing her eyes.
He sat up for a moment, scanning her, before laying back down. A moment later, he was snorring again. She gave a shaky sigh before deciding that she needed some sleep. Unconsiously, she slipped off into a nightmare filled sleep, waking up the very same morning at 11:30.. Groaning, she sat up, rubbing her tired eyes. Looking over at Severuss' side of the bed, she noticed a small note. Picking it up slightly, she read through it. Frowning the entire time.
Anna,
There are a list of things down on the breakfast table that I would like you to help the house elves with. We are having company tonighte that I failed to mention yesterday evening. The Order Of The Phoenix is coming for a rather large dinner. And I would appretiate the house to look it's absolute best. Behave yourself, no leaving the house unless you must buy something. And I will see to you near 9:30 tonighte.
Severus
Ps. If I find Potter in our home, or even near you, I will kill him.
Anna gasped slightly. He didn't know about them, but he had a dream about him. Which included her. So he was just acting out of the dream, thinking it was a premonition or vision. She snorted. 'It's so like you.' She thought to herself, frowning even further.
That left her the rest of the day to find someone to help her out of this marriage, and to get to someone who she knew loved her for all she was worth. Who did not dare hide anything from her. Something then hit her like a ton of bricks: His pensive.
Turning sharply on her heel, she ran down to the dungeons of their home still in her nightgown, breathing quickly. Inside the room that she was forbidden to enter, she wished she had never come here. The room was laiden with chains, ropes, muggle hand cuffs, a very romatic heart shaped bed, a saddle, and many other sex-related items. Anna felt like she was going to be sick. Rushing to the closet, she threw it open, discovering many different whips, and there, his peinsive. Sticking her hand inside, she was pulled into his thoughts and memories.
She gasped when she found herself standing in the middle of the very same room she was in, watching her husband fuck the living daylights out of Ginny Weasley. The redhead girl screamed and begged for him to stop, but this only urged him to go faster. Anna could tell that he was holding off as long as he could, just o torture her. She felt her breath being lost, as she stumboled towards them, her frown deepening as hatred began to boil. Severus Snap rapped Ginny just because he felt like it. Then suddenly, she was brought to another memory. Much like the first one, except this had Fred Weasley strapped to the saddle, with Severus raping him too. Anna felt completely sick now. He rapped anyone he could get his hands on. Men and women.
But she was taken to another memory. This time, a small child of no more then 9 with red hair, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Weasley's daughter, and hers and Harry's goddaughter, Lanie looked crestfallen, haning from the wall. Glad in chains with cuffs at her feet and wrists. Severus had soon stalked in, naked, and instantly began rapping the girl. Anna now felt so dizzy, she forced herself to sit on the floor. Her husband, husband, was a compleat monster.
Balancing her mind, Anna found herself back in the present, the very same room her husband, the man she was forced to marry, commited so many damn rape acts. She needed out of there now before somebody else found their way into his clutches. She ran. She ran for her life, for the lives of everyone else.
Running to fireplace in the living room, she threw in some floo powder, calling for Harry's house. His head appeared in the fireplace, looking surprised.
"Anna!" He said, studdying her face, instantly looking worried. "What's happened? Are you ok?" She shook her head, allowing a small sob to escape her throat. "Stand back Anna," Harry warned. "I'm coming over." She quickly stood up straight, moving far enough to let Harry through. The second he stepped through the hearth, he rushed to her, gathering her in his arms. She burried her head into his shoulder, sobbing effectively. "Anna, whats happened? Are you alright? Please, Anna, shhh."
Regaining her composure, she wipped her eyes, taking a few calming deep breaths. Harry kept his hands on her arms, keeping a comforting hold on her, waiting for her to talk.
"Oh Harry." She whispered. "He's a monster! A fucking-raping monster!" Harrys' concerened look deepened so much. "Come on, down in the dungeons. Follow me!" Grabbing his hand, she ran back down to the dungeons to the same room she ran from. Harry took one look, and looked disgusted. He saw Snapes' penisive sitting out on the table. On instinct, he plunged his hand into it. Minutes later, he came out looking angry beyond belife. He grabbed Anna to him, keeping her tightly close to him, but not to cause her discomfort. "Harry.."
"I've seen enough." He stated, bringing her to look into her face. "He's hurt you..he's hurt you! Physically and emotionally hurt you! He rapped Fred, Ginny, Lanie, Bill, Charlie and Hermione! The newest memory he had put in there, that you didn't see...Fucking Mother of Merlin I am going to kill him!" Anna looked at him, her eyes widening slightly. Harry's eyes flashed with tremendous fury. "It was apparently a dream he put in there. You and I were on a picnic, just being friends, though we had kissed. Snape came up to you, wrenching you away, throwing you to the ground, knife in hand. Gods Anna...he killed you! Just to get you away from me! He killed you!" Anna froze.
'Harry...Anna...Kill..' That's what he was talking about. To kill her to keep her away from Harry. She felt all the color drain from her face.
"I'm surprised he didn't do it in his sleep. I'll never let him get near you again. Never.Never!" Harry cried, grabbing Anna into a tight hug. She hugged him back, just as tightly, wanting to leave. "I have to get you out of here. We have to get out of here now." He stated, looking around the room. Anna looked up at him. "Lets go get your clothes and items you brought with you to this house. Come on." Harry led Anna up to her and Severus's room, as if he had lived here himself. She just followed him, and rushed into her personal closet and retrived her traveling suitcases.
She and Harry went to her dresser pulling out the cloths and placing them into the largest bag. Ontop of her clothes were her pictures of her friends (though they were mostly of Harry) and family. Soon, Harry came across the wedding picture of Anna and Snape. He growled in his throat, before throwing it at the wall, shattering the glass into a tiny million pieces. Anna placed her hand on his arm, pulling him back to what they were doing. He kissed her hand before placing several pairs of pants into the first largest bag.
An hour of frantic packing went on, and Harry spelled the bags and trunks to fit into his pocket before the two headed down to the living room. Everything Anna owned that she brought with her carefully packed away. He stood back, allowing Anna to floo first.
"The GreyStone!" She shouted, before dissppearing in a puff of green smoke. Opening her eyes, she found herself standing in Harry's beautiful family room. She stepped out of the fireplace, allowing him to floo in. Instantly after, Harry appeared. He watched Anna as she looked around the room, mystified. He grinned.