Sedated

by eurthiawennn

Astraea Wilkes understood enough to know that her father was a Death Eater, and one that died for Lord Voldemort at that. Her mother Thalia was a mystery to her; all she remembered were her cries. Astraea never wished to become a Death Eater so young, but she knew her fate was tied to the Dark Lord. She's cunning and always trying to prove her worth. But, was it worth it? Draco/OC

1. Prologue

"You and I nursing on a poison that never stung

Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it

Somewhere for this, death and guns

We are deaf, we are numb

Free and young and we can feel none of it."

Her first memory was of her mother crying. The wails of pain and relief bounced off linoleum walls, and the scent of disinfectant restrained her mother's lungs. She only knew of her mother's wails. Not her voice, not her touch, not even her somber glances. Curious eyes roamed the room catching Severus Snape stoic and displeased. He was aware that the blood loss determined Thalia Wilkes' fate.

Thalia's glazed eyes peered at Severus as her cracked lips tried to form words. "Sev—Severus," she sputtered. "He cannot know. He—He can't…"

Severus grimaced as he picked up the child, her round russet eyes questioning his disposition. "I will keep her safe."

"She," Thalia gasped as her eyes dilated—she was close. "She will be his downfall." The child cooed in his arms, innocent and unaware of the world. Thalia's breathing was shallow, her lips parting once more in a faint whisper, "Astraea." Her chest caved in as her eyes fluttered shut. The child watched her mother's still body, tiny hands reaching for a soul that was not meant to return. Turning in Severus's arms she reached for his hook nose watching him wince as she pulled.

"Astraea, Goddess of Justice," Snape said as he repositioned the child in his arms.