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Everyone's on the flood unconcious
*Dietrich's POV*
I open my eyes to darkness and sit up. Someone moves beside me and i can see that it's Snape. Does this man have no mercy? My back hurts, but unfortunatley i can't reach the spot that's irritating me so much. I look back down at Snape and notice something dark on his neck. I lean over and try to lift his hair. As i'm doing so, the door opens and a female stands in the threshold. I can only imagine what this must look half naked grown men in the same bed, with one touching the other's neck. I slowly, inconspicuously lean back over to my side.(When did i get a side)She's staring at me for a long time with her mouth on the floor. So i take the initiative to speak first.
"Uhm, Good morning."
"Morning?" She gasps, barely getting the single word out.
"So, uh, you here for Snape?"
She nods and slowly approaches the bed.
"Don't worry. It's not what it looks like." She says nothing and continues walking until she's right next to me. She rubs my face, then grabs my arm. When she sees that strange mark, she drops it.
"H-have you seen a baby around here?"
"A baby? Uh, no i don't think so."
"If you d-don't mind my asking... What's y-your name"
"Dietrich." Her eyes role back into her head and she faints. I jump up, kicking Snape over and he rolls out of the bed. A thump sounds when he hits the floor. With a growl, he sits up with sleepy daggers for eyes.
"What. The. Hell Dietrich."
"Someone fainted."
"What do you mean?" Snape gets up and rushes to my side of the bed (my side? what the...) "Oh no, Hermione."
"Oh, yeah, Granger. I think i've heard of her. Some people say that she's so smart that she belongs in Ravenclaw."
"How'd she faint?" His voice is actually a little worried?"
"I'm not sure..."
"What did she say!"
"She asked me if I saw a baby, then asked what my name was."
"For the love of Merlin..."
"What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. She just needs some rest." He picks her up and lays her in the bed, removing her uniform jacket.
"Oh, so you do that to everyone."
"Shut up."
"Whatever." I walk to the closet and conjure myself up a nice Ravenclaw robe, then go into the bathroom, shutting the door. I look into the mirror. There's no telling what that perv did to me. My hair is a mess. I grab a comb and begin stroking it. I turn around and look at my back. It was hurting really bad earlier, but there's nothing there, so it must have all been in my head. I look at my red eyes and think about what Snape told me last night. My parents didn't want me and i am living someone elses life, but there's something he isn't telling me. He knows who my parents are and i want to know. Composing myself, I put on my clothes and tie my hair into pony tail. I look in the mirror and it sways rhythmically behind my head.
A large crash comes from out of the room and i run to it. Knowing that he was left alone, nothing good could have happened and I yell Snape's name instinctivley. The girl who came in earlier now has tears streaming down her face with a wand pointed at Snape. He is on top of a twin nightstand that i could have sworn was one before i left. She looks at me one last time before sharply turning her head and exiting. I can't place my finger on it, but something was oddly different about her. Something doesn't feel right about my rothe atmosphere. My throat starts hurting a little but i ignore the sudden inconviniece.
"Soooo? She found out you raped her?" I joke, shaking my head.
"Shut the hell up," he growls.
'Whoa. He must have really messed things up. I'll leave him be.' I start to walk out but he says something.
"Hey Dietrich."
I stop. "Yeah?"
"When your hair's like that..."
"Yeah?"
"You look like a girl."
"...haha. thanks old man. Maybe one day i'll help you with the rat trap on your head."
*Snape's POV*(going back to earlier)
I look at Hermione as she lays down in the bed after taking off her jacket. This is bad. She wasn't supposed to be in here this early.
"Oh so you do that to everyone?" Dietrich says.
"Shut Up," I snap. I really don't have time for his foolish remarks. I need to think. How do i explain things to Hermione.
"Whatever." I watch him walk to the closet and pull another uniform out of nowhere! Where is he getting these clothes from?. There is another thing i notice when he enters the bathroom. The needles in his back have completley vanished. Not in sight what so ever. I revert my attention back to Hermione when she starts moving again. She sits up, holding her head, then looks at me and begins laughing.
"What is it?"I ask.
"I just had the weirdest dream.. It was Dietrich and he was a teenager and laying next to you and talking and haha ..." I stay silent as her smile disappears. "Why aren't you laughing?"
"It was no dream and you damn well know that."
"What. Did you. DO!"
"I used an aging potion on him."
"WHY?"
"I needed thre thing to grow up. I couldn't take the responsibility. And there was a mistake with the potion."
"Mistake? Severus did you consider the risks before giving him a potion. He was a BABY!." She pauses. "ha. But you didn't consider him as one now did you? DID YOU!" Uh oh. She's getting mad. I stand up.
"Hermione, calm down. We can talk about this."
"Oh. NOW you want to talk? If you weren't going to consider his life before giving him the potion, maybe you should have considered your own!" She whips her wand out. Her eyes are burning red as black and purple smoke begin to flow out of the tip of her wand, towards me. I try to back up, but it surrounds me. It wraps around my body stinging the flesh that it touches. I grunt in pain and she slams me viciously into my nightstand. She withdrawls the smoke back into her wand and raises her other hand. It's easy to tell that she's about to perform more minacing black magic on me. I need to reach my wand but luckily...
"Snape!" Dietrich runs out of the bathroom. He quielty observes the scene. Hermione looks at him, more tears well up in her eyes and she leaves. Life saver. I look back at Dietrich who's hair is in a damn ponytail. He shakes his head at me in false disappointment and that thing sways so much it could make an ass jealous. "Sooo? She found out you raped her?"
He redirects my mind back to Hermione. Dang it. "Shut the hell up," I hiss.
His eyebrows raise a bit. I shouldn't be so hard on him. This isn't his fault after all and he has no idea what is going on sooo...He begins to walk to the door and I decide to get his attention. "Hey Dietrich."
"Yeah?"
"When your hairs like that..."
"Yeah?" he urges.
"You look like a girl."
He laughs. "...haha. Thanks old man," he says. Why does he call me that? "Maybe one day i'll help you with that rat trap on your head." That little brat. What the hell does he mean? That wasn't a compliment. He walks out and I try to get up. It's a little more difficult then i intend. I look at my nightstand and under me is my wand. My broken wand. The tip has broken completley off and that's when I remember. I run out of the the door and up the dungeon stairs to Dietrich who has just made it up the stairs. I need to get in better shape. I'm nearly out of breath when I reach him.
"Breathe old man."
"Stop...*Deep breath* calling me old man."
"You're about to passout from running up a few stairs. I think i've earned the privledge."
"Why you little ..."
"Just save your breath and tell me why you trudged all the way up here."
"You said you need a new wand. Well apparently, so do I." I show him my damaged goods and a slow smile appears on his face. "I was thinking of going today after classes."
"Is that OK? Can we just leave campus like?"
"I think leaving campus is the safest route for me at this moment."
"Hmm. Okay. See you later. I've gotta go catch breakfast." he walks away and I go back down to my room and get my own self situated. I have to admit, what I did to Dietrich was foolish, but there's no turning back now. I go into the bathroom to clean my face and come back into my room. Hermione stands in the middle of the room with black magic nearly generating from her. I back up some, knowing that i'm nearly defencless without my wand.
"How long has he been like that." She asks. Her voice is morbib and painful.
"Only about a day."
"And how is he able to do normal everyday things."
"Through the souls he absorbed."
"I figured that." i'm not surpirsed she figured that out at five times the rate I did.
"So who gave you the potion? I know you didn't make it because I saw you almost everyday and an Aging potion takes up to four days to make."
"The Weasley twins." Good short simple answers will speed this up.
"I know you didn't like him but Snape how could you?"
"I'm sorry..."
"Sorry can't fix my son. I wanted to be the one to raise him. The one to teach him right from wrong but now he's following what someone else knows. Does he even know we are his parents?"
"No."
"Do you intend on telling him?" Her voice cracks as she's about to cry.
"No, I can't" She drops to her knees and I take one step.
"Don't come any closer. I can't control my anger. Sometimes my black magic has a mind of it's own. And despite how pissed off I am right now, I don't want to hurt you." She quickly turns into her smoke form and flies out of the room. I let out a sigh of relief that she has self control and I have my life.
I take my time walking up the steps to the Great Hall for breakfast. When I arrive, I go through a portrait that is a short cut to the high table. Hagrid, Trlawney, McGonagal and Dumbledore are the sitting and eating at this moment. I take my seat and grab a peice of bacon, bitting it. I look down upon the students and see Dietrich at the Ravenclaw table being swarmed with girls from other houses. It's obvious to see that he isn't enjoying the extra attention as he completley ignores them with what looks like amber eyes, twirling his spoon in the porrige.
I look over at Potter and Weasley and notice the two are eyeing him down suspiciously. I stand up and walk over to Albus's seat.
"I will be taking a short leave later on today Headmaster."
"Will Mr. Dietrich be accompanying you?"
"Yes sir."
"Will you be back by tomorrow?"
"We should be back by tonight judging all goes well."
"And if you aren't back by tonight?"
"Trust my instincts enough not to send anyone."
"It's not your instincts I don't trust," He says staring at Dietrich.
"I'm ashamed to say it but at this moment it's . I assume she's found out. Her aura has become threatening."
"Is she still in the castle."
"Yes and no. Her physical self has gone but her presence still lurks in the shadows. Becareful Severus."
"I will." As i'm walking behind the table, Dietrich looks up at me. He gives me that look. The look that only he can make. The look I almost forgot about. It sends chills down my spine and I exit. THe day goes by and as expected, Hermione is not in class. I disregard it as the day comes to an end. Dietrich appears in my room wearing all balck and a pretty nice cloak.
"Where'd you get tha from?"
"Someone from Slytherin house let me have it. Said it suited me."
"They were right." I walk out of the room andhe follows me, eyebrows raised.
"So where are we going?"
"To the person that I got my wand from. His name is Gregorovitch. He's pretty good and could help you find a wand." We walk outside and trail to the front gates. I grab Dietrichs arm and apparate. When we reach our destination, he falls and hits soemthing metal. I look over at the boy gasping for air and rubbing his head in the area that just hit a bus bench.
"Next time *gasp* .. warn me."
"Ha. And you call me old man," I jeer.
"Bastard."
Although the sun is setting, it's still bright and noone in the neighborhood is out. I begin to walk up the side walk and Dietrich trails on my heels. I decide to make conversation. "So i can tell that you are popular at school."
"Hmph. I don't like the attention."
"I guess tht I can understand." We walk in silence a few more blocks until he asks a question.
"Snape?"
"Mhm?"
"What's your biggest fear?"
I stop walking. "What?"
He comes around and looks me in my eye, completely serious. "What's the one thing you fear most?"
"Nothing," I say glaring at him. All in one moment, the reason i disliked him as a baby returns.
"You're lying." He's not human and never will be.
"What makes you so sure?" I ask.
"Everyone has a fear. That one thing that makes their skin crawl or sends chills down their spine.
"Yeah, well not me.." I wait to see his reaction. He puts his hands casually behind his head and turns around.
"So how much longer do we have to walk?"
"No longer. We're here." He looks up at the average neighborhood house. We walk up to the door and ring the doorbell. A little girl at the age of 10 opens the door. She looks at us with big eyes, chewing gum.
"Who are you?" She asks, sounding much older than she looks.
"We're looking for Gregorovitch."
"Mom! Two weird guys are looking for Greg!"
A woman comes to the door and widens her eyes when she seees us. She especially can't keep her eyes off of Dietrich's red ones. "GREG!" She calls, backing away from the door. An elderly brown haired man walks to the door. Not a hint of surprise is in his eyes. He looks back at the female and nods at her, walking out of the door. He closes it behind him.
"What brings you here deatheater."
I look at him in anger. "What the..."
"What's a deatheater?" Dietrich asks.
"And who are you boy?"
"He's one of my students. We aren't here about the past. We are here for wands."
"Well I don't do that anymore. I sold my last wand already."
Dietraich leans against a pole as i negotiate. "That's a damn lie. Once you've started there's no stopping."
"Well you're wrong about this one Severus."
"To me you're the best in the game, but if the game is over, we can head to Olivander."
A grunt escapes Gregorovitch's throat and i turn around as to leave. Dietrich stands up straight. "Fine," he says. "Come wih me." He starts walking and I follow. Dietrich follows shortly after. probably surprised by my awesome conning. Hehe.
He walks us to a shed and i'm not surprised to see that it's full of small wand boxes. "Do you both need wands?"
"I need mine repaired," I tell him, "and this one needs a wand." I continue, pointing to Dietrich.
"Where's his old one?"
"He's never had one."
"What!"
"How can anyone go so long with a wand at all."
"That doesn't matter."
"Hmph, well okay. Now these wands have a tendency to reject people. Which is why I still have them. Give me your wand and then I'll find his." I give him my wand and he repairs it with ease, using his own. He walks into the shed and grabs a box. He hands the wand to Dietrich. "Hold this." Nothing happens. "Flick it a little." He swishes it around but nothing happens.
We try about 7 more wands until Dietrich grows highly impatient. "Enough," he says. He walks back into the shed and returns with a velvet red box.
"No, you may not try that wand"
"I'm trying it."
"Fine," he grunts. "At your own risk."
He pulls the wand out of the box and holds it. Small cracks in the wand glow red and he smiles. Gregorovitch's eyes widen, looking at Dietrich
While Dietrich is in the moment of having his first wand I ask Gregorovitch, "Why did you say at your own risk?"
"That wand is deadly. It has rejected everyone to ever touch it and has killed two, but it seems to be accepting him. Who is this boy? At first, I thought he looked alot like you, but seeing the look in his eyes now... I can't be to sure. I'd more or less say he's spawn of the devil."
Dietrich glares at him and I pinch the bridge of my nose. This is what will get Gregorovitch killed one day. He's way too stright foward and blunt when it comes to conversation. I guess you can say he isn't a people person.
"Dietrich," I call. He doesn't answer. "Dietrich. Dietrich!" I tap his arm and the wand sparks. I pull away and look at Gregorovitch.
"So i'll wrap that up for you." Dietrich puts it back into the box and Snape pays him. Gregorovitch begins to walk away. "Nice doing business with you."
"Wait. Normally you tell the core of the wand before you give it to us, but you didn't even bother mentioning it. What's the core?"
A devious smirk spreads from ear to ear on his face. "The wand has a core of Dementor flesh." My eyes widen as I look at the box in Dietrich's hand. "Enjoy." He walks away and Dietrich and I walk back up the side walk.
"I don't understand something."
"What might that be?"
"You chose that wand before it chose you. How?"
"I could feel it. Like it was calling for me."
"You know that doesn't sound good, right?"
"I don't care. I got my wand." I look at Dietrich's face and he has a look that isn't the usual. It's similar to the look that i hate. He looks at me, but it's worse. It's like he's looking into my soul.
I shake off the nerves. Sirians can detect fear. "Let's go get something to eat," I suggest.
"Oh yeah, i'm starving."
LLL- Okay you guys not that much of a cliff hanger, but it is the longest chapter i've writen thus far so i'm pretty satisfied. Please Review. Now everyonne. I want you all to guess. What do YOU think Snape's greatest fear is? Or do you think he honestly doesn't have one