Morsmordre

by lady-deranged

The eight Slytherins always knew they weren't 'normal'. Severus finds himself infatuated with a mysterious girl, but find there is more to her then meets the eye. Will update more if there is interest...

1. Intoxication

The heady stench of alcohol mixed itself thoroughly into the velvety black shadows, which closed in around the pale, restless youths. Rudolphus was snoring lightly, and turned in his sleep, his bony fingers still clutched around the neck of an empty bottle.

Lucius lay silently on one of the long, green satiny sofas, his hand resting behind his golden head, and an expression of drunken contentment playing across his highly dignified, pale, face.

Severus lay awake.

The firelight played across his skull-like face, casting eerie shadows across its skeletal contours, and diving into his jet eyes. He was deep in thought, as this 15-year-old, raven-haired, 'grease ball' of a Slytherin often was.

And, in truth, he had much to contemplate. His fellow 15-year-old, Blueish-grey eyed,copper-headedSlytherin female, by the name of Serpia Sinistra, and her opinion concerning him happened to be the subject he was currently contemplating.