Shaun Snape, Age 8
By Teacherbev
Summary: Part 3 in the Growing Up Snape series. Shaun is now 8 years old and dealing with his father Severus, loose Death Eaters, Merlin and magic.
AN: It is probably necessary to read the first two stories, Snape's Invisible Friend and Growing Up Snape in order to make any sense of this story. I appreciate all those who have read and enjoyed my stories, especially those who have taken the time to post a review.
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling, I am not a multinational bookselling company, nor am I a multi-million dollar movie company, so I don't own anything that you recognize. I am a retired former teacher who likes to twist plots and play with characters, so enjoy.
Warning: I have been cautioned to warn you dear readers about blood, gore and fighting! I keep my blood and gore mostly to your imagination, but let me know if you think my T rating isn't high enough. I really don't want to go to an R so I may have to redo the last chapter if you think the rating isn't high enough. Let me know what you think, please?
Chapter 4: Storming Malfoy Manor
Shaun woke up still groggy from the potions and without realizing exactly where he was he moaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes, his vision still blurry. The sound wasn't loud, but it was enough for the woman standing directly below his perch to hear. She pulled her wand and without making a noise, blasted the tree apart.
Screaming while he tumbled through the air, Shaun was being whipped and sliced by the shattered remains of the giant old oak tree that he had sheltered within. He hit the ground hard on one side, feeling several ribs break and his shoulder dislocate before he mercifully lost consciousness. Narcissa ordered one of the two men with her to grab the boy and the other to cover their escape back to the manor. She was already plotting and planning exactly what she would need to grab before whoever was in the woods searching for the brat to figure out they had returned to the manor. She was still unsure as to how exactly they had figured out where the boy was being held but it was too late to worry about that now. She could still salvage their plan if she hurried.
As she pushed past Avery who was still holding the bleeding child, she started shouting orders to the house elves, "Dobby fetch Draco and a small pack of clothes for him, Missy pack up several days worth of clothes for me, Pinky get the emergency potions kit and bring it to the drawing room!" She looked at Avery and Robbins, "You two follow me and don't say a word!"
The two men dutifully followed Madame Malfoy down the long glittering corridor and into the opulently decorated drawing room. She waved her wand and conjured a sheet to cover the immaculate white sofa and Avery laid the boy down. She pushed past the hulking man and pulling a vial from her robe pocket, forced some of the potion down the boy's throat. He choked and sputtered as the thick concoction blocked his airway but eventually he managed to swallow and stop coughing. His skin tone paled even further and he lay as still as death.
Robbins turned white and gasped, "Did you…kill…him, Madame?"
"No, you dolt, he would be of no use in drawing out that traitor Snape if he was dead. That was the Draught of Living Death. The brat won't be waking up anytime soon and trying to escape again; will he?" She snarled at the man, her expression making her beautiful face ugly.
The two men just nodded at her as the army of house elves began to appear, each bearing the items she had requested. Dobby had one arm around the eight year old Draco's arm, pulling the whining and complaining child into the room. "Mistress says you must come, sos Dobby is bringing Master Draco." Draco took advantage of the elf's momentary lapse to kick and punch anywhere he could reach. A particularly vicious kick connected with the elf's stomach and he doubled over in pain, but still maintained his firm grasp on the squirming boy's arm.
"Draco, will you be still. Mummy called you in here and we must go. I need you to obey me without question, is that understood?" Draco gave his mother a sullen nod, only now noticing the other boy lying on the sofa. He started to ask questions but his mother glared at him and hissed, "I haven't used the spells your father used to keep you in line, yet, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to cast them. And I will if you don't shut up and behave!" Draco turned almost as pale as Shaun and schooled his face carefully blank, all signs of rebellion gone.
Moony and Padfoot turned back at the base of the shattered tree. Severus was looking around, turning pale at the amount of blood he was seeing amongst the ruined remains of the mighty oak. "He was here, and he's hurt, Severus. That's his blood; I can smell Narcissa and at least two other men here. Padfoot, I think the trail leads back to the manor, do you agree?"
Sirius agreed and pulled out a small mirror from his pocket. "Albus, we've traced Shaun, he had escaped but has been recaptured and the trail leads directly to Malfoy manor."
The face of the Headmaster appeared in the mirror, "Let me contact the others and we will be there shortly. Is there room around you to apperate safely?"
Sirius looked around the area, "No, but give us two minutes and we will be at a clearing."
The three men said not a single word as they turned around and ran back to the clearing they had just left. Less than two minutes later, Sirius picked up his mirror once again and called "Albus, we're in a large clearing, it's safe to apperate to us."
A series of small pops and all the searchers were now standing in the clearing, each having arrived crouched with wand out and ready, Mad Eye Moody's magical eye was spinning wildly before he announced, "All clear, no one around to hear us."
"Severus, can you draw us an outline of the entrances and exits around the manor? Do you have any idea where they would be holding him?" Albus had barely spoken when Severus took off running through the underbrush, heedless of the scratches and tears in his flesh. His dragon hide robes were impervious to the scrapes and scratches, but any exposed flesh was being quickly marked by small cuts.
Remus and Sirius changed into their animagus forms and took off after their running friend, catching up to him, Remus turned back to a human while spinning Severus around. "What's wrong? We can't just go running in there without knowing what we are doing or who we are going up against."
Severus shrugged Remus' arm off and continued, calling back over his shoulder, "Shaun managed to send me a mental blast of the room he was in and Narcissa and the three men with her before he passed out again. Bloody woman fed him Draught of Living Death and I think she overdosed him with it, he's barely hanging on!"
The other searchers had caught up with the three and at Severus' yelled comments; they all turned pale and ran to keep up with him, wands at the ready, determined expressions on all of their faces.
After delivering the supplies and Draco to the Mistress; she dismissed the house elves and told them to go punish themselves for taking too long to respond to her requests, but Dobby disappeared and reappeared outside the manor. Four other house elves decided to join Dobby in his rebellion, if they were going to have to punish themselves any way, they might as well do something to deserve the punishment!
At the sight of the five small beings standing at the very edge of the wards, the rescue group stopped and crouched in defense. "Mr. Snape sirs, we is come to take yous through the wards. The wards is not allowing you in without us." Each elf grabbed the arm of two wizards and with loud cracks all ten rescuers were transported into the main hall of the manor, Severus recognized that they were just down a small corridor from the main drawing room of the house. He knelt down to Dobby and asked, "Are they in the drawing room, Dobby? And how many men does she have with her?"
Dobby wrung his hands as the other four elves disappeared, presumably to go punish themselves severely for disobeying their Mistress. Dobby looked down at the floor and said softly, "Mistress has three men with her, big, nasty men. And young Master Draco is in the room with your son. She is feeding your son nasty potions to make him sleep, He's is getting very sick, sirs."
"Severus, lead the way. Everyone spread out and take care. I would like to take them all alive, and be careful to not hurt Draco or Shaun." Albus was directing his forces but Severus had already slunk down the corridor, keeping very close to the side wall, followed stealthily by a large wolf and even larger black dog. Severus stopped and lay down on the floor, reaching up one hand; he slowly turned the ornate doorknob and pushed very slowly. The door opened just enough for the other two to slip inside and hide behind the furniture. Severus opened the door further, and crawled into the room, the occupants too busy with their preparations to leave to notice the now fully open door and the three wizards spread out around the edges of the room.
Moody used his eye to scope out the targets and with a series of gestures, told each wizard where their target was. He held up three fingers and then slowly folded them down, one by one. When the last finger folded down, the three in the room stood up, each firing at a different target. Four more shots came from those hiding outside the room, one high and one low from each side. The four adults hit the floor, stunned, bound and stupefied as Draco started screaming in shock.
Severus had scooped up Shaun in his arms and took off running for the edge of the anti-apparition wards outside the manor before the others had a chance to even look the boy over. Remus grabbed Draco and took him out of the room as the aurors finished binding the captives and then Albus, Kingsley and Gumboil worked together to bring down the wards over the manor. As the wards fell, the four captives were transported to Ministry holding cells. Albus had Draco call the house elves together and told him to send them on to Hogwarts after packing up all of his clothes and belongings. It took almost an hour before Albus was able to apperate with Draco, Remus and Sirius.
As soon as their feet hit the ground outside the wards of Hogwarts, Sirius and Remus took off running for the hospital wing and their 'nephew'. Sirius took time to nod back at Albus' call of "Send Minerva to take care of Draco for me please!" as he was running up the pathway as fast as he could.
Albus managed to steer the reluctant and still somewhat shocky Draco over to Minerva McGonagall's care as he entered the entrance hall. "Please find somewhere to put him for the night, Minerva. I will be in the hospital wing if you need me." He said somewhat distracted as he hurried off to see his grandson.
Draco had had enough, his mother had been attacked in his own home, he was forced to send away the house elves that were used to spoiling him and indulging in his every wish, some strange old man had apperated him to somewhere he hadn't ever been, didn't want to be, didn't know anyone and now to be just dumped on some old witch? He didn't think so, he wanted answers and he wanted them now! He also wanted his toys and his dinner, and his house elves! He stomped his feet and started to holler, "Where's my Mum and my elves? I want to go home, now! How dare you treat me like this, do you know who I am? I'm a Malfoy, and my family can have you…" He never got his threat out as Minerva had cast a silencio and then summoned Ogden, the Hogwart's Head House Elf. "Ogden, this….boy….is Draco Malfoy. Please feed him and put him to bed. He is not to leave his room. Discuss his care with some of the Malfoy elves if you like but I will be with my grandson if you need me." She had an expression of extreme distaste on her face as she turned the silently screaming red-faced brat over to Ogden.
Ogden smiled slyly; he had been talking to the Malfoy household staff as they had arrived, most of them very abused and in ill health. And this was one of those who had abused and mistreated his fellows? He was looking forward to the feeding and care of the young Malfoy, oh yes he was. "Yes, Professor McGonagall, I will make sure that Young Malfoy receives all the care that he deserves. I will put him in a guest room off the Great Hall for tonight and just let me know when you need him tomorrow and I will, personally, make sure he is there!" She nodded at the two and then took off for the hospital wing, though at a much more sedate and dignified pace than the men.
AN: I will have the next chapter of You Broke Him, You Fix Him, up next and then I will post chapter five of this story. I am typing as fast as I can, but it's hard with two stories, especially two so very different stories going at the same time. Thanks again for all of your encouragement and support. I appreciate each and every one of you.
