Chapter 94: Declaration Of War
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{"I like her so much better when she's down on her knees...Cause when she's in my face that's when I'm starting to see...That all my friends were right for thinking that we'd be wrong...Well she's so fuckin' stupid bet she's singing along...The trouble with girls is they're all the same...Forget the diamonds and pearls they just want a ring...Before you know it you're like a dog on a leash...Well you can try and change the world but you won't change me...The bitch came back the very next day...Oh, the bitch came back, I thought she was a goner...But, the bitch came back, she couldn't stay away...Don't you know the bitch came back?..."} The Bitch Came Back , Theory Of A Dead Man
Knockturn Alley, Wizarding World...
Dampness had been all around due to the recent rain. The winds seemed to have picked up as well as when Snape finally made his way through the damned alley. He had been pleased for note that this time he had arrived to see Master Phaeron for Hermione's sake rather than her own. She wanted to know if there had been a harmless potion to curb her nausea. For a week straight the poor witch had not been able to keep anything down and it had not been good for her other the baby. Promising to look into it, Snape found himself seeking out his old Master's services once again.
The former Potions Professor had just secured the potion when he found himself joined in the branching darkened alley by a familiar presence. Snape whirled around quickly drawing his wand sending out a flurry of hexes. The presence had been that of an elated Bellatrix LeStrange carefully dodging the hexes and sending out a few of her own. Her notorious cackle ringing out as the sky darkened above them.
Snape deflected every hex Bellatrix sent his way.
She laughed taunting him as she flicked her wand.
"Looking pretty wound up Snape...you miss me?" she asked still cackling.
"Why are you not dead?" he asked putting more effort into his spells.
"What a rotten thing to ask." said Bellatrix in mock hurt. "After all I've done for an insolent half-blood like you?"
Snape shot a series of hexes her way.
"It's exactly what you deserve after what you've done to my family." he said angrily.
Enraged at his comment about family, Bellatrix in a powerful display of magic overpowered Snape causing him to land on his back in the center of the adjacent muggle alley. She walked over toward him and pressed the formerly well known designer heel that covered her foot into his ebony clad chest. Snape growled in rage at her attempt to humiliate him.
"I grow tired of you not knowing your place half-blood." she said testily. "Being that you are little more than my personal toy...I would think you'd see it as an honor."
"Fuck you." said Snape angrily struggling to get the deranged witch off him.
Hearing this Bellatrix smirked and lowered her foot from his chest down toward his trousers. Snape scrambled for his wand but found that he had not been able to move. The force of whatever magic she used had taken the ability for him to extend his limbs. Noting the passing flicker of surprise behind Snape's obsidian eyes, Bellatrix immediately covered his ebony clad for with her own.
Her ruby red lips just inches away from his pale ones as she smirked at him. His chest rising and falling from the pressure of her weighted form over his own.
"I've missed you Half-Blood." she said in a seductive tone. "You always did know how to get a girl's blood pumping."
She stroked her pale fingers down his chest and paused for a moment at his numerous buttons. Snape struggled to lift his arms in a bid to get to her long and shapely neck, mostly to act out the need to choke her out and end her miserable existence once and for all.
"I'd say I miss playing with you all the more." she taunted gripping his cock through his trousers and squeezing him for good measure. Snape's rage only intensified.
"You'd better kill me bitch." he warned as his fury took over. "If you don't I will not rest until your lying cold and dead at my feet."
Bellatrix let out a soft moan at the anticipation of his threat.
"Is that a promise?" she asked licking her lips. "Why don't you come and get me then."
She got to her feet and disapparated from the alley. Snape scrambled to his feet and followed suite. He had been too blinded by his rage to note the deranged witch was simply baiting him.
Open Field, Unknown Location...
Furious, Snape landed in the middle of an open field with tall brown grass. He could hear Bellatrix cackling madly as she zipped in and out of the stalks. Snape shot hex after hex in all directions hoping to catch her. She had been plenty fast of course. Running like the devil herself as she continued to taunt him from the shadows.
"Come and get me!" she shouted.
Snape continued to chase after her. His fury had been firmly in control. His blood boiling in his veins and he had been determined to make this insane Pureblood bitch pay.
Seeing only red, Snape continued to zip in and out of the tall grasses. Bellatrix continued to cackle in the background driving his rage to new heights.
"If your little Mudblood bitch could see you now." she quipped. "So angry...and desperate to get your hands on me."
"I'll rip that disrespectful tongue from your fucking mouth." said Snape bitterly as he actively sought her out.
His heart had been pounding in his ebony clad chest as he formulated a plan to get his hands on the witch that threatened his family's happiness. She was and always had been the true enemy in all of this.
Snape caught on to her chosen method of escaping him and retraced his steps rather quickly. She didn't seem to anticipate how fast he had been in his own right and he quickly tackled her onto the ground. Bellatrix struggled some against him as he proceeded to clasp his long pale fingers around her throat. He had underestimated her being a woman it seemed and she ended up kneeing him in the groin for all his troubles. Taking advantage of his weakened grasp Bellatrix rolled him over onto his back into the dirt below.
She straddled the agonized wizard letting her fury take over as she choked him with her wand. Snape reached up clasping her long neck despite his condition. He clasped his long pale fingers around her neck again hoping to choke the life out of her. Both Snape and Bellatrix found themselves becoming light headed as a result of their attempts to end each other's life.
In a desperate move to keep herself from slipping, Bellatrix had one more ace up her sleeve. She blew strange dust that she had managed to get from a pouch hidden in her breasts into the dour wizard's eyes. Snape immediately felt an intense burning sensation and his hands left her neck to try and relieve the pain in his eyes.
"Ahhhh!" he shouted rolling onto his knees as she stood watching him.
His heart was racing as he scrambled in the dirt to get away from the deranged witch cackling behind him. Slowly the witch stalked him kicking at him making sure each blow hurt. Snape had been more concerned with his eyes as he attempted to get away from Bellatrix. She continued to follow and rain blow after blow onto his back and ribs in the form of kicks and punches. Attacking him in a very muggle fashion had been very strange coming from a Pureblood like Bellatrix not to mention painful. Snape imagined she wanted to savor her vengeance.
Once she was satisfied that Snape had been bloodied enough to satisfy her immediate rage, Bellatrix rolled the now immobile wizard onto his back. His eyes had been blinded for the time being and his body wracked with pain from her harsh treatment. Dirt had covered his ebony attire and raven hair sticking to the sweat on his pale face as well.
The Potions Master struggled to breathe as Bellatrix again crushed her foot against his chest.
"Look what you made me do!" she shouted. "I told you to stay in your place half-blood."
Snape ignored the witch trying to focus on drawing a breath without his ribs throbbing in pain.
"Things will get so much better for you if you would only listen." said Bellatrix in an oddly mother-like tone.
Snape continued to ignore her. His hatred of the deranged witch knew no bounds.
She sighed as if bored beyond belief.
"I've been thinking of getting myself a new model." she said as if he had simply been an object to replace. "That eldest boy of yours isn't half bad looking...of course he lacks your experience...but I would be willing to wager he'd be much more cooperative."
Upon hearing this Snape struggled to sit up.
Bellatrix seemed amused.
"Oh you don't like that idea?" she said smiling. "What's the matter Snape afraid the boy's cock will prove to be better than yours."
"S-STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY SON!" shouted Snape as his magic began to radiate off him heavily.
Bellatrix had been given pause as she watched the dark energy swirl about his bloodied form.
"And just what are you going to do if I don't?" she asked in challenge.
Suddenly Snape's magic sent her flying back into the dirt. The Potions Master got to his feet and launched himself at the deranged witch. He had her pinned to the ground with her wrists above her head. His ebony clad body pressing hard against hers in the center of the field. The sound of thunder rolling across the sky filled their ears. It was as if the cloud swelled so much that they burst and rain started pouring down heavily upon them.
Bellatrix looked up at Snape defiantly.
"Does your precious little family know what you did during your death eater days Snape?" she asked taunting him. "Do they know how many innocent muggle girls you took before you killed them?"
"Shut up." said Snape attempting to choke the life out of her once more.
Bellatrix only continued to cackle as he choked her.
"Go ahead." she taunted through harsh breaths. "Prove to them just how much of a murderer you are."
Snape released her from his grasp and scrambled to his feet. Hermione's words from that strange night had come back to him. He backed away from Bellatrix trying to make sense of what was happening.
As he sat in confusion, his vision returned and he found himself staring into the eyes of the young witch Ursula Black.
"No." he said trying to make sense of what was happening.
Bellatrix had been the girl Ursula Black.
Bellatrix had been sleeping with Phaeron.
There was no way he was going to let this bitch get away with this. Not on her life.
The tell tale cackle of the deranged witch had been all that Snape could hear as he took in the sight of this young witch before him.
"NO!" he said getting to his knees.
Ursula Black tried in vain to get away from him. Struggling against his superior strength mostly amped due to his rage. She grinned at him and grasped her wand.
"EXPELLIAMUS!" she shouted sending the Potions Master flying through the grass and took off via apparation.
Snape had been out cold as the rain continued to pour soaking him indefinitely as he layed in the center of the field. Ursula Black made her way toward the Ground of Hogwarts near the edge of the forbidden forest.
She had known Phaeron would be waiting. She had made arrangements to meet with him before hand. It was time to proceed in the next step of her plan. As she plotted Snape began to stir in the center of the field. His mind had been screaming for him to awaken and get to his son as fast as he could. He had a feeling that's where the deranged witch would head, to Hogwarts castle...To Phaeron.