Star-Crossed
Disclaimer- don't own Harry Potter or any of the associated characters, places ect ect
A/N- Okay this isn't my first attempt of writing a story, not by a long shot, but its my first attempt at writing a story that's actually interesting. Please don't think just cause the titles Star- Crossed that its going to be some cliché romance about Star-cross'd lovers. Star- Crossed means that fate is against you, and fate can be against you in many ways, not just relationship wise. That said this is of course still a romance. Just hopefully not a cliché one.
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Prologue
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A scream cut the silence like a knife. A few of the junior Death eaters shifted nervously. The rest stood still, used to events like this. This was what happened when you failed the Dark Lord. They all knew the consequences. The scream was replaced with sobbing and bursts of pleading. In the centre of the Death Eater circle stood the source of the victim's pain, the Dark lord himself, Voldermort. He stood now watching the boy writhing in the mud, filth and blood, lip curled up in disgust and fury.
"Crucio."
"Nooooooo!" the boy arched his back, nails digging into his palms, drawing more blood. The unforgivable lifted and he was left gasping for breath, jumbled words falling from his mouth, words he never expected to hear himself utter. "No, please stop, please I'll do anything. Please."
"Crucio"
Another scream was ripped from the boys cracked and torn lips. Something told him it was almost over. His body could no longer handle it; the pain and pressure were too much. He viewed his imminent death dispassionately. Anything was better than this. He had thought that for years but really that was just teenage angst talking. But now for the first time he actually meant it.
"Crucio."
A wretched cry, like that of some fell animal. This time even some of the older Death eaters shifted as the watched the boy's body convulse violently then suddenly go still. Silence fell again, only the distant pounding of rain to show there was still a world beyond the dark cavern they sheltered in. A laugh came from the Dark lord and a few of the death eaters joined in half-heartedly. Torturing muggles and mudblood filth was all fine and good but when it was one of your fellow death eaters and when there was a chance it could be you in the not to distant future, well then it was a whole less amusing story. The Dark lord nudged the boy's head, none too gently, with one booted foot. It lolled lifelessly.
"Severus!"
"Yes my Lord?"
The man emerged from the shadows, carefully sidestepping the growing pool of blood.
"Dispose of his body then report back here. I have not forgotten what you did, don't fret you will receive your reward soon enough." The tone of the Dark lords hissed words made it sound more like a threat, but Severus Snape made no sign to have picked up on this. Inclining his head, he placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, and with a crack, the two vanished.
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