Chapter 106: When Unrequited Love Is Not Enough
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{"Close your eyes, so many days go by...Easy to find what's wrong...Harder to find what's right...I believe in you, I can show you that...I can see right through all your empty lies...I won't stay long, in this world so wrong...Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight...Don't you dare look at him in the eye...As we dance with the devil tonight...Trembling, crawling across my skin...Feeling your cold dead eyes...Stealing the life of mine..."} Dance With The Devil, Breaking Benjamin
The Grounds, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
News of his little sister's birth reached Phaeron as well as the Malfoy household. Draco had been pleased to hear that his god-sister had come out happy and healthy. Lucius was more than willing to began work spoiling his new God-daughter. Narcissa whom had wanted a daughter for ages beat him to it however, always shopping for the little wonder that was Shiloh Snape. Even those on staff at Hogwarts had been made aware of the new addition the Snape family. Dumbledore in particular had been pleased. It seemed everyone was either indifferent or happy for the couple with the exception of one witch furious beyond belief even as she took the unsuspecting Phaeron Snape to bed to spite her former lover and his wife. He had dared give that wretched Mudblood bitch another child...this time a daughter! Filled with a good deal of spite, Bellatrix disguised as Ursula Black managed to convince Phaeron to meet her on the edge of the forbidden forest. The young wizard had been eager for her company, of course he not known why. He had been blissfully unaware of the lust spell she had cast over him as he made the journey to her bed night after night. The side effect of their union evident in the rapid changing of the young wizard's personality.
A side effect that had immediately caught the attention of love struck Lily Luna Potter. She had been only thirteen and her affections for Phaeron had more or less been in terms of a long standing crush, but she felt it was a strong enough emotion to take notice of his bazaar behavior and it gave her cause for worry. The red head witch often patrolled the halls though she lacked Head Girl status, she often took to making her way about the quiet halls happily enjoying the crisp cool night air and the silence of not having to endure the loudness of the other students. Sometimes she used the solitude to get caught up on some reading, other times she simply wanted a look at the charming raven haired Slytherin wizard who had not even felt the need to give her the time of day since he found out what her father had done to his.
Since then she had been trying her best to earn his forgiveness, though she did not understand why it meant he would be angry with her. She had not laid a hand nor a wand on Severus Snape and to be honest, thought the elder wizard to be quite charming. Though she had only known him a short time and it was in the most chaotic of circumstances. Still she like him and didn't see what all the fuss was about that her Uncle Ron made when it came to the dour wizard.
The Hog's Head Inn, Hogsmeade Village, Wizarding World...
Presently, Lily Luna Potter had watched a sly Phaeron escape the castle and make his way toward Hogsmeade Village. Borrowing her father's invisibility cloak for her night time strolls turned out to be the best thing move she could have ever made as she followed the strange Snape boy. Her tag-along journey had brought her to The Hog's Head Inn, a popular death eater hangout where Dumbledore's brother managed the bar among other things. She managed to get passed the smoke filled crowd and head up the stairs before Phaeron came following close behind. Suppressing a squeal as he reached his room for the evening, she followed him inside. It seemed he had sensed her presence at one point and paused before unlocking the door. When she made not sudden movements or noises, he proceeded inside.
Once the door was locked he glared at the spot where Lily Luna had been actually standing much too afraid to take another step. For a moment he went about his usual business taking off his black frock coat and long sleeve white dress shirt until he was down to his ebony trousers and boots. The view of his pale torso had been appealing to the young witch and she tried to keep from squealing at the view. Phaeron moved about the room as swift as water in a rushing river. She marveled in silence at his graceful movements. He sat on the edge of the bed and took off his dragon hide boots. One by one they hit the hard wood floor below until his stood barefoot in the center of the room.
Next he removed his ebony trousers and Lily thought she was going to faint. To her apparent shock, Phaeron had quite an impressive trouser snake according to what the girls in her dorm would say if they were in her place getting a look at him. He appeared to have been excited by something or someone for that matter as Lily guessed the nature of his visit to this place all too quickly.
His keen ears must have picked-up her rapid heart beating because he suddenly shifted grabbing his wand swiftly and aiming it at her.
"Erubescant omnes!" shouted Phaeron with a flick of his wrist the spell came and it her before she took her first gasp.
Immediately the invisibility cloak came off revealing a trembling thirteen year old red head witch with brown eyes.
"Lily." spat Phaeron as if he had been disgusted. "What are you doing here?"
Lily took a moment staring at the half naked wizard of her dreams before she gathered her thoughts.
"I could ask you the same question...sneaking off the castle grounds." she said folding her arms across her chest in mock disappointment.
Phaeron smirked. Oddly reminding the young witch of his father as his obsidian glare went from pure rage to a kind of lustful malice. She felt a bit uneasy in his presence but not all together afraid of what he could do if given the chance.
"I asked you first Miss Potter." said Phaeron annoyed. "My what would daddy think about his precious thirteen year old girl being out so late with the likes of me and in a place like this no less?"
"He'd think me mad for following you and you terrible for being in my presence with your half naked self." she replied defiantly.
"Precisely." replied Phaeron. "Which is why you should take your little invisibility cloak and go back to the castle."
"I'm not leaving." said Lily Luna annoyed. "If you get to be out this late then so do I."
"Listen kid..." began Phaeron.
"Don't you "kid" me Phaeron Severus Sebastian Snape, you're only a couple years older than me." she snapped. "You shouldn't be out here either...I bet if your mother knew she'd hex you into next semester."
"You wouldn't dare." said Phaeron annoyed.
Lily Luna glared at him defiantly.
"Watch me." she replied.
Phaeron rolled his eyes.
"You're leaving here." he said in a stern tone.
"I am not." she declared racing over toward the bed and clasping the bars. "You're going to have to drag me out of here."
Phaeron scoffed.
"I don't have time to play with you Lily." said the raven haired wizard.
He had been so enraged that he had forgotten that he had not been wearing his trousers and climbed onto the bed in his boxer shorts. Lily Luna cast a silent sticky charm to keep him from pulling her from the brass bed and shoving her out the door.
"Lily this is very childish." he said annoyed as he attempted to bite her fingers free after a futile struggle to free them.
"Ouch you jerk!" she said kneeing him in the chest. "You bit me!"
Phaeron managed to get her hands free with a quick flick of his wand. Thinking quickly, Lily managed to grab it out of his hands after she kneed him in the side. The raven haired wizard doubled over in pain as she made the grab. He quickly grabbed at her hand trying to get his wand from her clutches but she applied the same spell as before.
"You are not funny, Potter." sneered Phaeron annoyed.
"And you are too serious,Snape." replied Lily with a smile.
While the raven haired Slytherin remained distracted, Lily noting how close the boy of her dreams had been to her she couldn't resist fanning the flames of her youthful whims. With one well timed lean as Phaeron attempted to free his wand from her grasp, she pressed her soft pink previously un-kissed lips into his firm pale ones. The gesture caught Phaeron off guard. So much so that he no longer struggled for his wand but merely wrestled with trying to get the young witch off his person as she seemed to have latched on to him.
"Not funny Potter...get off!" he said noting the sticking charm had been applied to his skin as well.
"Sorry." she said innocently. "I forgot about the charm."
As The junior Snape wrestled with the fiery young Gryffindor witch, the door of the room came open bursting open to find an infuriated Ursula Black looking up at with rage filing across her pale face. Phaeron looked up in horror as she stormed out of the room and made her way out of the Inn.
"What have you done?" Phaeron asked looking at Lily with a bewildered expression on his sallow pale face.
He managed to get hold of his wand and spelled on his clothing before he took off after the enraged witch as she stormed out of Hogsmeade Village.
"Urs!" he shouted as he caught her before she disapparated from the village.
The enraged Ursula slapped Phaeron across the face hard enough to leave a mark in his pale flesh.
"Ahhhhh!" he shouted trying to ignore the pain.
He nearly stumbled backwards as Ursula whirled on him in fury.
"You son of a bitch!" she shouted enraged. "You're just as spineless and unfaithful as your father!"
Phaeron looked at her confused.
"Urs?" he said caught off guard. "What does this have to do with my father?"
Ursula smiled an eerie wicked smile as a wave of magic whirled about her in a quiet fury. At the close of the display, Phaeron found himself face to face with the woman known as Bellatrix LeStrange, the mad witch herself, deranged aunt of Draco Malfoy.
"What are you?" asked Phaeron clearly unnerved by the very sight of her.
Bellatrix let out a loud and blood curling cackle that reminded Phaeron of what the muggles referred to as a banshee shriek.
"Silly little Snape." she said with a murderous expression. "Did you really by that act?...that innocent so in love with you act...how pathetic...just like your father."
Phaeron had wished he brought his wand along as he glared at the mad witch before him.
"W-What does this all have to do with my father?" he asked.
Bellatrix smirked.
"Well little Snape." she said. "You're father and I have been shagging as you young put it for quite some time...at least until he left me for your whorish Mudblood mother."
"You will not address my mother in that wretched name wicked crone." replied Phaeron angered by this witch's gall.
With a wave of her hand Bellatrix unleashed a series of painful hexes that gripped the young Phaeron to near on madness.
"Watch your tone...little Snape." she said enraged. "You may have been in my bed for the time being but you are no Severus Snape by any means...your skill-less cock means nothing to me...but a means of driving your father insane."
"Y-You never answered my question..." said Phaeron struggling. "W-What does this have to do with my father?"
"Open your eyes boy." she hissed rather disappointed in his lack of reasoning. "Revenge!...of course I want revenge and you my little incompetent lover, are going to help me achieve the next stage of my plan."
"Like hell I will." said Phaeron still struggling against her efforts.
Bellatrix smirked as she pressed her wand into the young Snape's cheek.
"Oh you will do as I say." she said in a low tone. "And you will have no choice about it."
Phaeron glared rather murderously at the deranged witch causing her to smile pleasantly.
"This spell was one of your dear old daddy's favorites during our time together." she said running her tongue along the dark wooden casing of her wand. "In fact once it was uttered he could not wait to get his hands on me."
Phaeron's eyes widened.
"W-What are you going to do?" he asked uneasy.
Bellatrix simply smiled and leaned down close enough that her lips grazed his ear. She whispered something that caused the young Slytherin to yell out in agony...the sound of which had been what had gotten the attention of Lily Luna Potter as she hid behind her father's invisibility cloak.
She saw the evil witch that had been from her father's tales of his time during the second wizarding war. Bellatrix LeStrange...the witch whom had murdered Sirius Black, her father's godfather during the battle at the Ministry Of Magic offices. For the first time in her life Lily Potter felt fear course through her, but not or herself by any means...but for Phaeron.
Bellatrix finished whatever she was doing to Phaeron and set him free. When he got to his feet he seemed not to have a care in the world about being in her presence.
The deranged witch stroked his sallow pale cheek in mock affection.
"Now." she instructed him. "Go back to the school and await my instruction...you will not recall the events of tonight and everything will be as it was."
Phaeron nodded rather numbly as she pressed her ruby red lips into his pale ones.
"Now go." said Bellatrix pulling back from the kiss.
Phaeron did as she instructed having not a single recollection of the encounter once he reached Hogwarts. Lily Luna had been right behind him terrified of what the deranged witch had done to him.
Once returned to the school she confronted the Slytherin wizard on his way toward the dungeons.
"Phaeron." she said in a low whisper.
The raven haired wizard stopped in his tracks. She noted the look of disdain on his face as he looked at her.
"What do you want Potter?" he asked bitterly. "Haven't you done enough damage for the night?"
Lily Luna sighed there was no way he was going to tell her what was happening in this state.
"Good night Snape." she said before briskly taking her leave of him, desperate not to let him see the tears streaming down her cheeks as she went.
"Good riddance." he replied watching her retreating form as he continued into the dungeons.
The Snape Residence, Muggle London, England...
Shiloh's early morning cries had gotten the attention of her weary father and mother as they both attempted to scramble out of bed to retrieve her. Snape looked over at Hermione and motioned for her to go back to sleep and made his way over toward his fussy daughter. He gently took her into his arms and immediately she stopped crying. The soft coos from her contented self had been a better part of her nature. It had been her way of demanding her father's undivided attention wither he had been asleep or not. Hermione often joked that Shiloh had already become daddy's little girl and noted that she preferred her father's company to hers on occasion. Snape always grumbled that she was imagining things and she's too young to master the fine art of manipulation. Hermione pointed out that Shiloh was very much her father's daughter.
He was pleased that she didn't need to be changed. That was more or less Hermione's department unless it was an extreme emergency. Shiloh gripped Snape's finger like she had the first time he held her. Her fat cheeks puffing as she sounded out each syllable in relation to what ever baby language she had been well verse in.
"What manner of crisis needs my undivided attention this time?" he asked currently occupied daughter.
She continued to coo.
Snape walked with her into the sitting room not wishing to deprive Hermione of the all too precious amounts of sleep she deserved with the busy morning that was to come. He had been use to functioning on low levels of sleep, while she was not yet accustomed to the daily grind that was life in fast forward.
As Snape carried the happily cooing and gurgling baby in his arms he noted the fine raven hair that covered her tiny head and smiled. Shiloh had only wished for her father's company...and perhaps a nice warm bottle of milk. Snape made his way into the kitchen holding his daughter and smiled noting the perks of being a wizard. He used his wand-less magic to get her bottle started as well as a bit of coffee for himself. He had no idea how long this was going to take and there was no use in delaying the inevitable.
Shiloh had gotten a kick out of the dancing bottle and milk as it did what it was suppose to without a pair of hands to guide it. She seemed to delight in her father's use of magic almost as much as her brother had during his time as a baby. The dour wizard had not been in the kitchen for more than five minutes when Sidney ventured inside knowing full well what kind of magical show his father was putting on for the restless Shiloh.
Snape smirked when he noticed the boy peeking from behind the kitchen door and motioned for him to come inside.
"Might as well pull up a chair." he said not surprised in the least by his son's appearance this early in the morning.
Sidney smiled rather shyly as he did so. Snape waved his free hand to include a glass of warm milk for his restless younger son as well. Snape drank his freshly made coffee, Shiloh got her bottle and Sidney sipped his warm milk while the three of them enjoyed the silence for a few minutes before Shiloh grew tired of the quiet and Snape began to tell his attentive children quite a few stories about the magical place known as Hogwarts which they would both be attending in the future.
Sidney had been mesmerized by the tales of the Hogwarts express.
Shiloh seemed to have been more interested in the forbidden forest and various potions he had created. Though she was too young to give an accurate note of opinion.
As the hour came to a close Snape shooed Sidney off to bed with new dreams to look forward to and carried a still semi-restless Shiloh toward the bedroom he shared with his still sleeping wife. He found it amusing that he could feel his baby daughter's magical signature matching his own as he put her to bed. She was quite the little wonder if he did say so himself.
The Potions Master climbed back into bed with his sleeping wife who scooted close to him as soon as she felt the warmth of his body's contact with hers.
"Severus." said Hermione sleepily.
"Shhh." said Snape kissing her softly. "Go back to sleep."
Tears streamed down the bushy haired witch's cheeks as she held on to him for dear life it seemed.
"Something's wrong with Phaeron." she said as fear coursed through her.
"I know." replied Snape knowing all too well what she had been feeling.
He had felt the odd sense that something was going on with his elder son when he had been in the kitchen with Sidney and Shiloh, he played it cool not wishing to cause alarm for either of the younger children but he knew all too well that the slight disturbance had been anything but good. Dumbledore had not come rushing through the floo to give a report and the disturbance passed all the same. Still it left both him and Hermione unsettled.
"I will check on him tomorrow." said Snape still kissing his sleepy wife softly.
"I want a full report Snape." she said stern. "No leaving anything out."
"You have my word." he said in reply. "For now try and get some sleep."
Hermione had not been able to fall back into an easy sleep with Phaeron's plight in the back of her mind. Snape had not gone to sleep despite his urging to his weary wife. What happened disturbed him way more than he let on and the only reason he didn't go tearing through the floo to check on his boy was due to him not wishing to cause too much alarm on Hermione's end. He made up his mind that come first light of dawn he would make the trip to Hogwarts.
Elsewhere...
Bellatrix cackled pleased at the progress she had made in her plans. Now she was one step closer to achieving what she had set out to do. That little display with Phaeron back in Hogsmeade had been more than enough to rouse Snape's suspicions. She was certain that without a shadow of a doubt that Snape was convinced that his son had been in very real danger and that he was out for her blood.
"Let him come." she said out loud to no one in particular. "I'll be waiting...DO YOU HEAR HALF-BLOOD...I'LL BE WAITING!"
She crushed a small handful of wild strawberries within her grasp. The juice running along her palm and wrist like blood. Her short pink tongue liked away at the sweetness as if it had been the result of a fresh kill.
She would have her revenge indeed and this time there would be no escape for Severus Sebastian Snape. He would either be with her or she would send him to an eternity in hell. And should he be so bold as to bring his Mudblood bitch along...then she too would feel the wrath of Bellatrix Black.