Title - The Founders Return
Author - Artemis Potter-Snape
Disclaimer - Nope not mine, never will be.
Summary - Voldemort is up to his old tricks again, he tries to summon the soul of Slytherin, but it doesn't go to plan.
Warnings - Slash(duh), sacrificing of virgins(muhaha), character death, mention of rape, some swear words(god I feel like I was talking to one of my kids then).
AN – Forgive me for the character death, it isn't a main character though. This fic has taken a while for me to sort out, RL has been a major factor in my writing life so updates are going to be little and often I think.
I beg forgiveness, I'm using a female Blaise, I know I know it's really a he, in my defence I needed a female Slytherin, Pansy urgh really…coughslutcough.
Snape will be totally OOC, reasoning is that he is playing a part, acting to keep people away from him and for him to keep away from others, now that he doesn't need to act he is going to look and act different.
AN - Someone said about rapes being around a lot, I agree there are a lot of stories where Harry is abused, I want to just say why it appears in a lot of my stories. Many of the abuse stories end with Harry shying away from touch, I was abused and went the other way, I showed my abuser that he couldn't break me, and I slept with any bloke that I could for two years, that is my aim in my rape stories.
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Letters
Flashbacks
'thought'
"speech"
\visions/
x-x-change of time/scene-x-x
(thoughts while reading a letter)
Chapter 2 - Dumbledore's attempt.
x-x-14th July-x-x
Severus Snape sat in the dungeons of Hogwarts staring at the letter he had just received from Harry Potter, he was asking the most hated person in Hogwarts for help. It shouldn't have been much of a surprise really, since Sirius had died in Harry's fifth year things between the headmaster and Harry had been strained and was getting worse. Dumbledore treated Harry like an object, a pawn, a weapon, something to train and mould to how he wanted the boy. Most of the other professors were either wary around him or in awe of him, which was annoying to say the least. Poppy Pomfrey, Minerva McGonagall, Hagrid and himself were the only ones to treat the boy as just that a boy, or rather a young man. Severus didn't hate the man/boy, quite the opposite, he respected Harry, no one had faced the Dark Lord as many times and in such ways, and he had seen many adults in front of Voldemort. These reasons were why he decided to help the boy, that and the fact that he knew what Harry's so called family was really like. Severus had had the unfortunate luck to see what happened to Harry during Occulmency training. Afterwards he had confronted Harry about it and much later on he had found out that Dumbledore knew all along and had even in letters to Harry's family condoned some of the treatment, saying that it was to build his character. With that in mind he set about making what he didn't have in stock and what Poppy didn't have, which was just the post-cruciatus potion and bruise salves.
Four hours later the potions and salves were bottled in large bottles with unbreakable charms on them, shrunken and in a small package waiting for Harry to open. After calling his personal owl to him he sent off the package and letter awaiting a reply.
Meanwhile in the Headmasters office sat one of the subjects of Harry's hate…Dumbledore. He was reading over Harry and Hermione's notes piecing together what he assumed Voldemort was up to.
'Hm…not a lot to go by…young children…he isn't killing them…yet…probably virgins because they are so young…not many rituals that call for blood of virgins that will be of use to Voldemort…I wonder…no that wouldn't work he needs a book in which is in the Gryffindor vaults, I think…I wonder if…no I have the last copy…' he tapped the fingers of one hand on his desk and used his other to put sherbet lemons in his mouth. 'Lienan DeCarivit had some nasty dark rituals…I assume then that that is the one that is being used…to what purpose…it's soul calling, who would he want to risk calling…of course Salazar Slytherin…this is bad, I will have to beat him to it and call and trap him first. Now to find that book'
x-x-x-17th July-x-x-x
An owl was tapping at the window disturbing Professor Snape from his slumber, he had had a busy day the day before and was up all night too so he had retired at six o'clock in the evening for some well deserved rest, but as it happens he had started to have an interesting dream to only be disturbed by an owl.
Dragging himself out of bed and to the window he let in the owl and proceeded to remove the letter from its leg, he gave the owl a treat and opened the letter while sipping some water, which he promptly spat across the room, he re-read it again and again…
Professor Snape,
May I call you Severus or even Sev? You did call me Harry. Anyway the potions…I don't really know what to say…thank you, it really means a lot to me that you care.
Can you come for me on my birthday on the 31st…I would really like to see you come for me on that day, it would be a highly enjoyable sight.
Can you come about noon I need to be here in the morning to collect the things from my friends.
Yours gratefully, Harry.
(How many times can he put 'come' into a note? He put in three and underlined them, is he hinting at something? Oh Merlin…)
PS. Wear those muggle trousers that you wore at Yule, they suited you.
(Oh Merlin…I didn't think anyone saw me in those…wait, he thinks they suit me? Oh Merlin this is one cruel world, wait till he sees me now…not that it would matter much, after all I am the greasy ugly git of a potions master.) he hung his head for a moment in defeat before going onto the rest at the very bottom of the letter.
Professor Snape, one last thing I should tell you…oh Merlin…don't get angry and don't use your magic when you get here, the neighbours like to spend their time out the front of their houses in this hot weather…when…when you arrive ask for me and say exactly these following words… 'I heard from Ryan Lipshank that you have something worth paying for, may I come in and see if I agree and strike up a deal', if you say those words you will be let in and brought to my room, he will have a gun, no magic remember at first…he will want to watch you inspect me then he will leave and then we can discuss how I can leave without them seeing. I will explain about the no magic when you get here.
Yours Harry Potter.
(Oh Merlin, shit I seem to have said that a lot with this letter…he can't mean what I think he means can he? Shit shit shit this is bad…how am I supposed to not curse the retched Muggles if they are doing this to the sweet, loving boy? Okay…breathe…calm down, this isn't going to help him…in, out, in, out, breathe…that's better, I can do this…I'm a spy, well retired spy anyway, remember my lines, see Harry and get him out to safety. Merlin this boy…man is going to be the death of me the way he keeps going. Now to choose my outfit, hm, oh they will do nicely, close enough to the other pair yet more yum…what am I thinking, just because he is kind, sweet and honest does not mean that he will see me for who I really am, I was pretty nasty to him over the past five and a half years…I sound like a love sick teenager. Damn I have to find myself a partner to take my mind off of things.) Severus turned around from his dresser and stalked off to his potions laboratory to brew the potions for the infirmary so that he could leave and stay away after he rescued Harry.
x-x-x-30th July-x-x-x
Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was pacing the Great Hall at ten minutes till midnight, he was pacing because he had nothing to do for the next ten minutes, the spell work that he had to do relied heavily on timing, one minute earlier than midnight and all would be in vain, Lord Voldemort would win.
In the very centre of the hall, Dumbledore set up everything that he needed for his ritual and spell casting, in the very centre of the room was to small circles, large enough for a man to stand in, the circles were made of chalk and on the outside were runes making up spells of protection and binding so that no one may leave until the spell is complete. Beside one of the circles was a large book, the book itself looked like any normal book, on the front cover was the name 'Soul Callings' which was written by Linart Gachten a wizard of the Light who dealt in the calling of souls for educational and knowledgeable reasons, this was neither reason for why the rituals and spells were being used though. Around the small circles and the stand with the book on was another larger circle with runes on the outside for further protection and binding. Lastly in Albus Dumbledore's hands was what appeared to be ribbon, it was in fact a binding used to bind a Soul to an inanimate object, the ribbon was attached to a small mirror where the called Soul would be bound and no longer able to escape, thus preventing Voldemort or anyone evil calling on him and his powers.
As the bell tolled midnight Albus Dumbledore got into position in one of the small circles, raised his hands into the air and began the spell.
"Goddess of Life I call thee
God of Death I ask thee,
Grant us your presence.
Mother of All I implore thee,
Father of All I seek thee,
Grant us your help.
Keeper of Souls I beg thee,
Keeper of Faith I plead thee,
Grant us the way.
Sister of knowledge I seek thee,
Brother of Strength I ask thee,
Grant us the power."
Dumbledore spread his arms out and a light blue haze was stuck within the large circle slightly pulsing with his heartbeat.
"Guardian of Souls we seek to find,
To help us protect,
Bring us the soul of the one we seek,
Salazar Slytherin."
A bright white light filled the entire room and pulsed with the power the invocation caused, the light blinded Dumbledore so that he could not see if the first part of the ritual had worked. He blinked his eyes trying to see, after a few minutes the light began to fade and he could see again, standing in the other circle mere centimetres away was…
AN - I know that this was shorter than the last chapters but this was really just a filler, I wanted you to see what Dumbledore was up too, and I wanted you to see the personality of my Snape, he is totally OOC.
My Snape's history - he has been beaten, abused and treated like shit, he hid his true self knowing that he would be forced to serve Voldemort by his father. Using a mixture of potions and charms he changed his appearance causing yellow teeth, pale yellow tinged skin, greasy lank hair, hooked nose etc, you will find out what he looks like in about 2 chapters.
Artemis Potter-Snape (xx)