I do so hope everyone is still enjoying this fic, again this is my first HP fic so I am not sure I am doing a good job with it, either way every monday will be updates and who really knows where this plot will twist and turn^^ Until then enjoy!
Eyes flash open in the darkness, a man sits up hard in the black satin sheets of his bed. With body quaking from the nightmare, his face buried in his hands, the man took in ragged breaths. Cold sweat caked his bare upper body.
"A nightmare... all it was was a bloody nightmare..." His hard voice softly spoke in the darkness as he pulled his hands away from his face.
The faint knock on the door made the man jump, wand instantly pointed at the door, his dark eyes glittering in the darkness.
"Professor Snape?"
A student at his door... his anger soared at the intrusion of a mere child coming down to his dungeon at this forsaken hour in the morning.
"What?"
His voice barked the word not filtering his loathing for the child standing outside his door, already swearing to put more wards on his dungeons and strengthening the old ones.
"Um... It's Ron... uh... Harry wishes to spea-"
"If Potter wishes to talk to me then he can come down here and tell me so himself. I will not pay any heed to any busy bodies he sends my way." Snape growled cruelly as he heavily laid his body back down onto the soft bed, tucking the wand once more underneath his pillow.
"He is busy talking to Professor McGonagall... please?" the boy's feeble attempt at squeaking out the word please may have been what did it or the fact McGonagall was in on this as well, hell it may have even been Ron's bloody presence that was annoying Snape to no end he was not going to find any rest for the remainder of this early morning.
"Fine! Inform that boy that I will be up shortly, now begone from my dungeon Weasley!"
Ron did not even wait around after Snape had spoken, the man in his darkened room heard the boy's feet make swift steps out of his chambers. That at least brought a smile to Snape's lips. The red head may have been one who had saved his life but at least his mere presence still brought fear to the boy.
Laying there for a few more moments, only his breath being heard in the chamber, Severus giving a silent sneer to the darkness pushing his body into a sitting position upon his bed. With a few good stretches of his ashen body, bones snapped to released tension while the man withdrawing his wand once more from the pillow confines began to light the candles that surrounded the insides of his chambers.
Ron heaving hard having practicually ran the entire length of the castle from the dungeon to the headmaster's office, was hunched over the small desk where the sorting hand resided while McGonagall and Harry looked at him after his bursting into the room.
"S-Snape is on his way up shortly... Please do not... make me do that... ever again..." the boy panted as he gave Harry a horrified look as if he had seen death itself. Harry giving his old friend a weak smile sighed and went to his side.
"I am sorry Ron, but he is coming up then?"
Ron nodding began to regain his composure as he standing a bit straight pulled down his sweat that had began to ride up when he was making his way back. "Yeah he is, but why do you need him here at such a evil hour in the morning? By how he sounded you should be ready to duel him." Ron spoke with a quiver of laughter in his voice his eyes shining at Harry whose expression having gone grim, looked away from Ron towards Fawkes that chirped at the boy.
"We need to discuss with him what his intentions are now. It has been six months since the Dark Lord fell and we have allowed him to stay here at Hogwarts-"
Ron snorted and grinned at Harry "More like forced him to stay here, he has been trying to leave Hogwarts since he could walk again." the red headed youth spoke as McGonagall with a heavy breath escaping her lungs gained both their attention.
"Professor Severus Snape would have gone straight to Azkaban and his demise if he did not remain here, it was Dumbledore's last wish that he were to remain here. He still was trialed and found guilty but our former headmaster made a deal with the Ministry of Magic that either he be imprisoned on that hellish island, or to be confined here until further noted."
The two boys trading glances looked back at their new headmistress, she spoke the truth and though the outcome may have been nicer to most, Severus did not seem like the type to accept such a form of kindness.
"Ah Severus! It is good to see you!"
Dumbledore's cheery portrait voice made the three look over as Snape entered the headmaster's office, Fawkes watching him gave a agitated squawk. Snape did not look to the portrait at all but rather seem to pale further when it had spoken so fondly of him entering the room.
"There better be a good reason why you call me out of my sleep at this hour McGonagall."
Ignoring the gazes of the two boys, Snape spitting out the words glared at the woman with his hard eyes.
Harry clearing his throat,stepped forward, taking on the full brunt of the man's cruel stare.
"I was the one who asked Ron to get you Sir." Snape's lips twisted into a cold sneer, not a spark of happiness within as he narrowed his gaze at the offspring of Potter.
"If you ever wish to summon me again, then do so by yourself. Being a celebrity does not implore waking me up with your little minions." The man growled, he saw the flicker in Harry's eyes, the gripped hands with white knuckles.
"Harry?"
Hearing Ron's words, the youth taking a slow deep breath lost all signs of aggression as he looked to Snape with a neutral expression. "I shall keep that in mind for next time, but well I wanted to know what it is you would like to do from now."
Hearing his words, Snape blinking stood tall and gave a quizzical expression to McGonagall as she with a small smile met his harsh stare.
"The new school year is soon upon us Severus and seeing of your conditions of living in Hogwarts you can become a teacher once more."
Her words hit him like a sledgehammer to the chest. To teach? After all he has done, after the man he had killed? He could teach?
"Granted this place is now your cell."
"Ron!"
Both Harry and McGonagall looked aghast to Ron's words as he flushing, scuffed his shoe on the carpet with eyes turned to the ground ashamed.
"The brat is correct."
All three sets of eyes looked to Snape as he standing regal and tall with hands folded loosely over his front looked at McGonagall and only her.
"this place is indeed my prison and so I might as well keep getting some use out of it by tempting to teach these fools the delicate arts of potion making."
"Ah excellent dear boy!"
Dumbledore's picture clapped his hands together as delight twinkled in his painted face.
A grimace came from Snape's very form as he turning began to head for the exit.
"Professor Snape?"
The man stopping kept his gaze forward as he heard the woman's voice.
"Thank you."
Hearing her words, the man giving a bitter chuckle shook his head slightly as he left them in the headmaster's chambers. Yet as he walked down the long passageways back to his dungeon, the man dressed in all black could not resist the tiniest of smiles playing upon his lips.
Still enjoying the beginning I hope? More depth will soon come but for now I am simply trying to flesh out this world! R&R most welcomed! More to come next monday!