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Severus Snape.
Not really well thought of, not really liked.
What if we knew the whole story and not the small one Rowling told us?
Well, this is the real story.
When Severus finally made it to the castle, he didn't want to talk; he just wanted to feed, a lot.
Severus waited for Lucius to greet him; he saw Lucius talking a woman, a gorgeous woman, black woman.
"Lucius," He said evenly as he came over, "I need to feed. Now. Give me something; I need something to stand up, give me anything, even pigs blood, just something."
Lucius gave a booming laugh; Severus could tell that he had just fed; the blood was making him giddy. How annoying, he thought. "Come, Severus, you can't be that anti-social. You have to meet..."
Severus felt light-headed and weak; he just couldn't think straight. Remember, blood withdrawal is no joke for a vampire.
He grabbed the woman and shifted her neck up, exposing his fangs. "Be still, darling and let a wanting vampire drink." Everyone stopped and looked at Severus about to drink from this innocent woman.
"Severus, let her go, or I will have to hex you." Lucius had his wand at the ready.
"Go to hell, Lucius. Just a little taste." Severus almost pierced her ebony skin, but was knocked out by at least 6 stunning spells.
The woman straightened her sweater and pointed at two men. "You two; take him to my room." The cronies took him. She looked at Lucius who watched the two men take Severus away. "Come, Lucius, you know what we have to do; a force feed. And we have to do it now."
The two cronies, named Dublin and Rumble, tied Severus to the bed while Lucius and the woman watched from the doorway.
Lucius looked at her as she watched, "Are you sure you want to do this? I can have someone else..."
She turned her head away slowly and looked at him. "Lucius, he could have drained someone else; it's my duty. I can give him energy..."
Lucius scoffed, "No, if you don't give him blood now; you'll have to give him energy three times. Remember the rule of three? Energy for a sang has to be absorbed three times, not once for blood. Come on, we have to do it, he's already starting to turn." Lucius calmly walked in the room with the woman trailing behind him. Lucius prepared the potion and handed it to her. She strode across the room and held his neck. Severus hissed at her, his eyes turning a shallow, bloodshot red. The woman poured the black potion down his throat listening to Severus cough and splutter. His eyes turned bloodshot and stopped convulsion.
"Just let him rest. By tomorrow night, he'll be fine." Lucius placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her.
"Lucius, he could have killed someone. He could have killed me. It's not okay; the tribunal has to meet on this, my father will be angry."
For the next twenty four hours, Severus couldn't remember where he was, or why he was tied up.
"Why am I here, Lucius?" Severus turned his head and looked at the chains, "What have I done?"
"You almost fed on Nadia, you remember Nadia, beautiful black woman." Severus shook his head no, "Do you remember Christoph?" Severus nodded yes. "That's his adopted daughter. She is pissed like no other at you Severus. You almost fed from her. Her father is going to hold a tribunal and try to stake you. (My concept is if you stuck a stake through anything, it'll die)."
Severus pulled at the chains again, "Release me." Lucius obliged and released him. "Give me a glass of red."
Nadia stood in the doorway watching, "If you even give him that blood, Lucius, I will have you castrated on spot. Give him the pig's blood." Lucius cocked his eyebrows, and dropped the goblet with a clang. "My father ordered it; if I had my way, he would get nothing. The trial is in an hour." Finishing her harsh words, she swept out of the room, very similar to a very familiar Potions Master.
The tribunal was hold in the basement; the temperature was so cold, there were icicles hanging. The black and silver littered the couches. Nadia stood with her black and silver robes with the silver crescent painted on her forehead. Severus touched his forehead and yellow paint came up on his fingertips. The yellow was a bright color, and vampires hate light colors. Severus knew he was facing serious consequences.
A gong went off, hurting his already sensitive ears. Nadia's father, Christoph stood at the head of a podium, looking very pensive. "We are gathered here for the tribunal of Severus Julius Quintus Snape. The accused has committed several acts against the coven laws and vampire society as a whole. Nadia, you have thirty seconds to convince us why he should be staked."
"The accused has been very open being a vampire with very key figures in the wizarding world. Also, he came to the coven, almost feeding on me and ending my immortality. If anyone deserves to be staked, it is him, Severus Julius Quintus Snape."
"Severus you thirty seconds to rebut."
"I have to keep up appearance, just as Lucius Malfoy and his son, have to keep up appearances in the wizarding world. After long travels without blood, as any vampire would know, you need blood as soon as you arrive. Not receiving so, I grabbed the best substitute. I apologize for everything and the pain I have caused."
Christoph looked both parties and had reached his decision. "I will see both parties in my rooms in three hours."
Severus sat with Lucius in the foyer, discussing the worst.
"Christoph won't have you staked, this I know. But the punishment he could give could be much worse; blood restriction is probably what he might do."
After more time had pasted, Severus was called into Christoph's room.
Nadia sat on the chaises-lounges, looking smug: she even knew she had won.
Christoph sat at his desk, writing the official document, sealing Severus' fate. Or so he thought.
He folded his hand on the desk, and looked at both parties.
"My ruling is...."
A/N: Cliffhanger, I know, two reviews and I will update sooner.