World of Ruins
Summery: The war has ended and as such people start showing their real colors. Harry Potter disappears, Why did he, where did he go, and who are those two kids that seem to belong to Severus? Snarry, creature fic, MPreg, bashing of certain Weasleys, Hermionie, and somewhat of Snape.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter two: Questionable Twins
- September 1st, 2008 -
- Severus Snape -
Sitting up at the head table I watch as the newest bunch if brats are brought in by that fool Longbottom. Though I admit, only in the privacy of my own mind, that for all of his incompetence in other areas he was more than adequate in the care of plants. McGonagal watches from the chair next to me, smiling at the dunderheads though it was only noticeable to the trained eye.
That is until the last set of eleven-year-olds enter the great hall.
A set of identical twins with soft black hair that fell to their shoulders and mismatched eyes, one black one green, walk in side by side. The right one reminding me of the one brat that no one has allowed me to forget these past years, smiling and looking around in excitement as the left one who was staring straight at me with a scowl on his face yet not meeting my eyes drags him along. They looked exactly like me, except for their left eyes which were the emerald shade I had only found possessed by two people.
"You never told me you had kids." Minerva hisses accusingly and I look at her eyebrow raised.
"I don't." I say evenly, even though I am currently looking everywhere in my brain for some memory to even hint at the possibility that those two were indeed mine.
"Then how do you explain why they look just like you Severus?" She demands.
"You have a sorting to start." I respond as the sorting hat finishes his song. That shuts her up... At least for a while. We don't have to wait long until one of the twins in question are called up.
"Brynt, Asphodel!" Longbottom calls and the left twin smirks reassuringly at his nervous looking brother before gliding to the stool with a confidence very few can say they had felt during their sorting. Whispers fill the hall and the bravest of the dunderheads actually dare to keep glancing up at me. After about a minute the first twin is placed where I did NOT want him to be but would most likely allow me to obtain answers easiest.
"Slytherin!"
The smaller amount but no less proud and definitely not pitiful number of snakes clap politely as they discreetly try to figure out how to rank their newest member. Said snake gets off the stool, hands the hat back to Longbottom, and walks to the table as his robes change into the uniform of my house.
"Brynt, Loveage!" is less composed then his brother but it is the nervousness that rolls off him mingled with a scent so near his that makes keeping control of my vampire side hard. Something that only happened around a very small amount of people over the years.
Bracing myself against my creature side I watch and wait. A minute later the twins have been forever split apart.
"Gryffendore!"
The rest of the sorting goes by without any more major surprises and Minerva stands up to say her opening words as Headmistress.
"Welcome everyone. Our new Defence teacher is Professor Bonefeild," Here she pauses as the man next to me, a complete fool I might add but better than Quirl had been (Or worse: Lockheart), stands up and bows to the politely clapping crowd. After a few seconds Minerva continues as he sits back down, "As always the list of banded items are posted on the door to Mr. Filch's office and a copy of the student rules is posted in your common rooms. Your head of house shall inform you of curfews, as well as when quidditch try-outs and Hogsmead visits are taking place. Under no circumstances is a student to enter the forbidden forest without a teacher. Thank you and please help us to make this a great year for all. Goodnight."
As she sits down the tables fill with food and the hall fills with the annoying twittering of students. Granger mutters about slavery, though she's actually a Weasley now by marriage, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes. Her little "SPEW" had died after a petition showed up at the ministry signed by two million thirty-three hundred house elves, by their own free will, demanding the disbandment of the organization. Considering the only members were at most muggle raised half bloods and a majority of them true muggleborns (If there was such a thing), they had been brought down rather quickly after that. She had gone down screaming and managed to destroy her reputation in doing so much to my pleasure.
From the look Minerva gives me I know that the staff will be meeting tonight but I simply divide my attention between glaring at the children and forcing myself to eat a convincing amount of food. Possible yes, but it tastes like sand and isn't nearly as filling as blood. Or in my case blood replenisher as I'm not allowed to drink from anyone directly but my mate while employed here. Though the regulations on my diet has lessened enough to make it manageable since Minerva started drawing up my contracts instead of Albus. Still...
... As I've yet to find my mate, this causes a slight problem.
Though after I woke from the coma I was in due to Nagini's poison the potion has been working less and less and my vampire side is getting steadily more irritated with me.
Maybe the Brynt twins will have the answer to that considering the sight of them both riled up and calmed it. Potter would have definitely been able to tell me if only I hadn't sought to get rid of him so fast. The whole event was strange and having woken up from a seven month coma with no idea what had happened in the past year I had struck out at the nearest person there I knew...
... Potter...
-Flashback -
Bright lights blinded me as my eyes opened. Growling I quickly shut them again and hear what sounds like relieved laughter coming from my bedside. Inhaling places me at St. Mungo's and a strange person at said bedside.
Their smell wasn't anything unpleasant, quite the contrary actually. In fact I could easily see myself becoming addicted to it and wondered what their blood tasted like. I wasn't that thirsty though, so someone more than likely told the staff of my "special diet". I'll have to thank Albus for that when he came in in a few seconds with his strangely perfect timing as usual... The scent had an edge to it that told him the person was decently along in a pregnancy but the voice told him it was a boy. Not reaking of his Mother but still barely of age. It reminded him of Potter actually, but it was different as well in some way. There is a rustle of clothing and the boy speaks, daring to tease him even!
"You can open your eyes now Sev. The big bad light has been dealt with." My eyes snap open and sure enough the room is dark now. Glaring at the brat I realize that it is Potter.
He looks different than he did when I last saw him. How the changes had managed to happen in the month I had spent here at the most was unexplainable with his level of knowledge about magic. The bags under his emerald eyes showed he was having problems sleeping again. If I didn't already know Occlamency was a pointless attempt at blocking his Horcrux bond with the Dark Lord I would be dreading the next lesson even more than usual. He wasn't as pale as he used to be, nor as thin (probably due to the fact he looked to be nearing the end of a pregnancy I was never informed of. The idiot had me thinking of all the potions I'd had him brewing that a pregnant person can't even be around let alone brew!). His hair was long, about to his waist now, and had a red sheen to it. The messy ponytail was also more like Lilly's was then a replica of his Father's at this length and looked to have not been washed in a while. Potter blinks and his infernal smile sinks into a frown.
"Are you OK Sev? The healers should be here in a second. Are you hungry or-"
"Why are you here Potter?" I growl at him, finally wondering how many owls Albus is going to have to deal with from parents concerned about a vampire teaching their precious spawns. My vampire side bristles and tries to take control but I have just enough strength to hold it at bay. Tears threaten to overflow in the brat's eyes and a faint distress cry starts to form in his throat.
"You, You don't remember?" He stutters like an idiot and my anger flares. A combination of thinking this is another joke and my vampire's insistence of coming out right then for some reason or another.
"What don't I remember Potter? Another spectacular prank of yours? Get out." I snap at him,
"But Sever-" He begs but I don't want to hear it.
"Just Get Out!" I explode and his eyes widen even more then they had already, "I don't want to deal with you! All you ever bring is trouble!" Tears streaming down his face he gets up and heads for the door. The last words anyone ever hears from Harrison James Potter come from his lips when he reaches the door.
"I love you Sev. Just remember that OK?"
- Flashback ends -
Hey Everyone! On that note I'm going to end chapter two of WoR, I hope you enjoyed it! So Severus is a vampire, not many guesses were submitted but if you did so mentally than congratulations on being correct. However the question of what Harry is remains yet to be answered and all guesses are of course welcome along with any other review-like things. This chapter was considerably longer than the others, do you like this length or prefer the shorter ones? What do you think of the current Hogwarts so far? (Though we haven't really seen enough to truly tell... ) If you want I can type up a faculty/ courses offered list for all of you. Well, until next time...
...Bye!
