I Own Neither the Addams Family nor Harry Potter.
The wooden ladder wobbled back and forth as the Potions Master gently placed carefully labeled glass bottles of varying sizes on the top shelf of the potions closet. It was getting late and he still hadn't heard from Morticia, maybe everything went fine…
No such luck, just as Severus reached the last rung on the ladder, a large black crow burst through the window with a disturbing caw. After getting his finger nicked and pecked by the bird, he finally removed the rolled up paper tied to its leg. "Damn bird." He muttered and shook his hand the bore several tiny cuts. The crow seemed to hiss at him and shook it's feathers before hopping across the desk and shooting out the window.
Every unrolled the scroll and was disturbed by the seven simple letter scrawled across it,
"You need to get over here. Now"
Severus grabbed his cloak quickly and moved for the fire place, grabbing a handful of floo powder, "Addams Mansion" he stated clearly and dropped the dust, ending up a split second later in the Parlor of the house, "Oh Severus, Thank god!" Morticia rose from the chair, hands clasped before her and her face drawn with worry.
"What's happened? Are you alright?!" he asked hurriedly, "I'm fine, but Gomez…" Severus suddenly became aware of the sound of trains rattling above and below them, "What in the name of…"
"His trains, they're everywhere, the children are terribly worried…" she fretted. "Alright, alright, let's just go see the children, get them to bed, and then we'll both go and see Fester." Morticia nodded and led them to Wednesday's room where the children lay across the bed. The noise had not reached their room yet.
"Children, your uncle's here." Morticia led him in and closed the door firmly, "now, what story shall we here tonight hmmm?"
The mother traced her finger over the spine of each book before choosing a leather bound book with golden vines decorating the dark green binding. "Grimm's fairy Tales." She sighed, "First edition." She smiled and opened the book, the inner cover was signed with two ink signatures,
Jacob Grimm & Wilhelm Grimm
"Hm, you know some of those stories are true." Severus noted, "Though they have been horribly distorted by the muggle point of view." He sat in a chair be the bed.
"Hmm, isn't everything…." Morticia sat on the bed and opened the book, half way through the sound of trains rattled around the room, "Oh no." Morticia sighed, "Father's playing with his trains again." Wednesday looked up at her mother.
"He's using the destiel." Pugsley, they listened closedly, "The covered bridge." Wednesday stated. They listened more, "Dead man's curve." Morticia gasped.
"It's all about uncle fester isn't it?" the siblings looked at each other, "I don't know darling." Morticia answered, "It's time for bed." She closed the book, Pugsley hopped off the bed and scuttled out of the room. "Are you stay here tonight?" Wednesday asked her passive uncle.
He nodded, "Can you tell me more about magic tomorrow?" she looked up curiously, pulling the covers up to her chin. "Maybe" he shrugged. Wednesday looked at her mother who made a discreet waving gesture towards her brother and nodded.
They were interrupted by an ear shattering explosion that shook the house. "Sweet nightmares." Morticia and Severus left the room. "Shall we go see to our dear brother in law?" Severus gesture down the hall, "He'd be outside." Morticia and her brother exited the house, the sister grabbing her black hooded cloak.
They waited outside a set of trap doors, and soon Fester was expelled from the one marked "Pugsley" along with a gush of water and several floundering fish. "Sleepless night?" Morticia asked as the man scrambled to his feet.
The man eyed both of the sinister looking sibling, "Walk with us Fester." Severus insisted, taking Fester's left side while his sister took the right. The trio strolled through the night into the Addams Graveyard, a flat yard of land that went on for at least a mile, with every few feet dotted with a bizarre headstone.
"Aunt LaBorgia" Morticia pointed to one, a portly looking woman rattled with tiny holes, "Executed by a firing squad"
"Ah, Cousin Fledge" Severus pointed to a stone man with only a torso and a head, "Torn limb from limb by four wild horses."
"And Darling uncle Eimar…" They stopped at a particularly large one, "Buried Alive."
Fester looked scared out of his wits, "Psychopaths..." Morticia nodded. "Fiends…" Severus smiled, "Mad dog killers…" the sibling finish together.
"Brutes Fester, pioneers. Lest we forget." They kept walking and came upon a large statue of an unusually large vulture, "your beloved Meurto." The sister sighed, "When you left he was simply a different vulture, he wouldn't circle, he wouldn't peck."
"That's how much you mean to this family." Severus said, in an almost threatening tone.
The largest grave was a few feet ahead, a giant stone carriage with two smiling people, a man and woman, in the driver's seat. The rock Horse's reared back as if they were about to leap from their podium.
"Mother and Father Addams" Morticia sighed sadly, Severus had only met them once, at Tish and Gomez's wedding. "How I wish the children could have known them better."
"Hmm, tell that to an angry mob." Severus grunted, Fester's face was drawn in horror. "And our credo" Morticia gazed at the craving fondly. "Sic Gorgiamos allos subjectatos nunc"
"We gladly feast on those who would subdue us." Morticia and Severus gazed at Fester, "Not just pretty words."
"As an Addams" Severus stressed the word, "You must understand completely"
Fester shook terribly, "As an Addams… yes I do." The siblings looked at each other, and turned "Good night Fester." Morticia sighed. "Rest in Peace" her brother added. They left the man shuttering.
"Will you be staying here tonight Severus?" Morticia asked.
"I suppose that would be best" Severus said, "What exactly happened, I take it you are no sure that he is not Fester."
"I don't think so." Morticia sighed, "Do you remember your way to the room?"
He brother nodded, "Severus? How did you know all that about the Addams's?"
"I do my research." He nodded, "I know I make snide comments about the Addams's, but I'm glad you found them."
"Well, Gomez is the only man who finds the fact I killed our father charming. " Morticia chuckled.
"Well you can't take all the credit"
(Flash Back)
The sound of Running water filled the air as the Snape siblings poured themselves each a glass of fine wine. It was a night to celebrate after all, in due time the world would be rid of an abominable human being. Morticia was living with her brother in a two room flat, and over the past year, the siblings had concocted as fool proof scheme to rid the world of their abusive father.
"Have you got what you need from the potions closet?" Tish asked, and placed a large funnel over the top of the green bottle. Severus place what looked like a black medical back on the table and pulled out a vial of green liquid, a package of white powder, three small black beans, a small collapsible cauldron, and dozens of other ingredients.
"Perfect" Tish smiled. Severus lit the gas flame on the stove and set the cauldron on the fire, then began to crush the beans with the side of the knife. Morticia carefully measured out the proper amount of powdered dragon scale and Arsenic. Soon the bright red potion was swirling in the cauldron. "Wait." Severus thought, the poison was very bitter, and the wine was sweet, He pulled out an amount of red berries, and mashed them in the mortar and Pestle.
"Careful, careful…" Morticia warned, "I'm being careful." Her brother snapped as he poured the potion through the funnel and into the bottle. "Alright, you know what to do." Severus shook the bottle and handed it to Tish, who placed the golden wrapping back around the top.
The next morning, Tobias Snape was found dead in his home, grasping a bottle of wine, with a look of horror on his face.
No one came to the funeral, except two black clad figures, one wearing a black lace veil, both wearing disconcerting smiles.
(End flash back)
"You are going to tell Wednesday about Magic aren't you" Morticia crossed her arms, "It's odd, you just got here and already she does nothing but talk of you."
"We'll see." The brother smiled, "good night Tish"