Chapter 14: Reflection Of Broken Shadows
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Warning: Sexual Content ahead...Rape via Flashback...
Unknown Location, Unknown World...
Severus Snape had been covered in sweat as he stood in a stone room with wide cast shadows. His lank raven hair had been down to his shoulders and dripping from the ends. His expression had been like stone as his obsidian eyes glared at the far stone wall. He had been working on what appeared to be an very brutal projection spell for a number of weeks now. His research had been secret until the incident with Ginny Weasley inadvertently caused him to have a break through. Apparently, her clumsy feelings had been the key to unlocking the power needed to get the spell working. He simply needed a stronger witch to bring out the images he had been trying to convey. There were only two extraordinary witches with wills as strong as iron despite what he had done to them. One had been Minerva McGonagall without a shadow of a doubt, she remained formidable to say the least. An impressive thing given his new found darkness.
The other was Hermione Granger, she had been out of the question given his antics the previous night. He didn't believe the witch would be too fond of his presence. He had barely managed to exercise control over his dark side when it came to her. Her innocence had been much too much a target for him. It had not been his intention to harm the witch...at least not this early in the game but the compulsion was a good deal stronger.
Snape's lean pale muscles ripped with effort as he focused on pulling the magic needed for his experiment and the memories buried beneath he surface of his subconsciousness to the surface in a bid to project them. His theory that there had been two aspects of himself trapped beneath the darkness that infected him had been the catalyst that began this experiment. He wondered just what had been left of the man he use to be as his experiment came to an end for the time being.
Another failed attempt and he was back to more research. He sifted through his memories for something more powerful. He paused at the day he still had some measure of control over the darkness inside him. It had still been at the beginning of his reign as Headmaster and a little after Dumbledore's untimely demise.
The dark lord had summoned him due to the complaints about Minerva's very vocal disapproval of how things were being done at Hogwarts. He had initially believed the dark lord was going to kill him, but found that wasn't the case although he had not escaped punishment for failing to put Minerva in her place.
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Throne Room, Fortress Of Solitude, Wizarding World...
Severus Snape had been steeled himself as he made his way toward the dark lord and dropped down to his knees kissing the helm of the despot's robes. The eerie glow of the despot's red eyes had been fixed on him. When Snape was allowed back to his feet. He found that Amycus and Alecto Carrow had been there ahead of him. He didn't doubt they had been feeling the dark lord's head with some nonsense about how they should be in running things at Hogwarts. After the school was seized, Severus Snape had convinced the despot to let the staff continue on as before in a bid to represent continuity for the wizarding community. It had been a brilliant proposal but one with a price. He had been responsible for whatever they did and The Carrow twins were assigned specific classes in a bid to ensure the dark lord's orders were being met. Snape had been none to happy to have opportunistic rats in his school but accepted none the less.
A small price to pay for ensuring the Order could maneuver inside the school when the time came.
"I am disappointed in you S-S-Severus-s-s." hissed the red eyed despot. "I have been hearing things about a certain mouthy Gryffindor witch daring to challenge your rule of Hogwarts and in short my rule in general."
"My lord..." was as far as Snape had gotten before he was hit with the unforgivable curse most favored by he dark lord.
His knees buckled as white-hot pain ripped through him. The dark lord's disapproval in Severus had been like music to the ears of the other death eaters who had been waiting for the opportunity to dethrone the half-blood. He had been the notorious murderer of Albus Dumbledore but that didn't earn him very much support from his so called "Brothers". If anything it simply caused them to envy his status and want the recognition for such a feat themselves.
By the time the dark lord had finished with Snape, he had been bloodied and his clothes in tatters. His bones ached and his muscles twitched involuntarily.
"Minerva has-s-s been quite bold in her defiance." said the despot in contempt. "I want her to suffer in the most unimaginable way possible."
"My lord...killing her would only strengthen her words against you." Snape dared interject. "Might I suggest a more suitable punishment, one that would not only keep her around as an example but ensure that she knows her place?"
His initial plan had been to save the witch's life. Little did he know, he would destroy her in ways the dark lord never could.
"Perhaps-s-s you have a point, S-S-Severus-s-s." hissed Voldemort. "Killing her would only s-s-strengthen her cause...no...s-s-she needs-s-s to know the meaning of torment and humiliation...and you are just the wizard to ensure s-s-she learns-s-s this very valuable lesson s-s-seeing as-s-s s-s-she is your s-s-subordinate.
Snape had been more or less relieved that he had arranged for Minerva to live but dread filled him at the prospect of what the dark lord had in store for the elder Gryffindor witch.
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The Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
Pain shot through the dour wizard as he fumbled about his desk in a bid to keep his knees from buckling again. The eyes of all the previous Headmasters had been on him. Of the many that lined the walls only the portraits of Phineas Black and Albus Dumbledore understood the brunt of Severus Snape's efforts in this seemingly never ending war.
"You must do this Severus." said Albus Dumbledore.
His blue eyes fixed on the trembling current Headmaster.
"You must or Minerva will die." he said.
"Do you not know what you are asking of the boy?" asked Phineas Black. "This is madness even for you Albus."
"I wasn't aware that you Slytherins knew the limit on madness." countered Dumbledore.
Snape gripped a waist basket and proceeded to vomit rather violently as the two portraits of the previous Headmasters bickered.
"He's been stretched to his limit." said Phineas Black. "Asking him to do this may very well break him."
"Not doing this is a direct defiance of the dark lord and the possible catalyst for him destroying the remaining member of the order." said Dumbledore.
"This boy may be a lot of things but a monster isn't one of them." said Phineas narrowing his eyes at Dumbledore.
"This isn't about being a monster." replied the blue eyed wizard. "This is about saving Minerva's life."
"What is the difference if this is what she has to look forward to?" asked Snape bitterly. "At least she would die fighting for what she believed in rather than be humiliated in such a distasteful fashion."
"Severus!" said Dumbledore with a stern expression. "Minerva is the only hope those students have in the up coming days against the dark lord."
"Don't you think I know that?" replied Snape slamming his fists on the large oak desk in frustration. "Don't you think I know what they are up against?"
"THAT IS ENOUGH SEVERUS!" shouted the blue eyed Headmaster. "We have no time for you to wallow in self pity...Minerva is the only hope for those students and I expect you to do your job and ensure that all goes according to plan."
Snape's expression changed drastically. All expression of anger had seemingly evaporated.
"As you wish." he said in an emotionless tone.
Phineas Black glared at Dumbledore.
"On your head be the consequences Albus." he said. "Mark my words, that boy is not going to last much longer and it's no wonder with all you have him doing."
"This is for the greater good Phineas." replied Dumbledore. "Some times we have to make sacrifices to ensure that the light triumphs over darkness."
"It seems to me that, that boy is the one making all the sacrifices." muttered Phineas Black his gaze upon the retreating form of Severus Snape as he exited the Headmaster's office.
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Abandoned Classroom, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...
Headmaster Severus Snape had hid in the darkness for quite a while before Professor Minerva McGonagall made her way across the grounds following her routine patrol for wayward students. He had caught the old witch by surprise and dragged her into an abandoned classroom deep in the bowels of the castle. Prior to her regaining consciousness he had transfigured a bed from a stack of old soggy straw and bound her magically to the wooden head board and steel trappings at her feet.
The air had been damp and the scent of dirt abundant as he looked over the older witch. This woman had taught him the very spell he used to make the bed she had been lying in. She had been the first to welcome him with open arms when he was brought before the other order members during the first wizarding war and when he arrived at Hogwarts to teach for the first time. It was her pointers on how to deal with unruly students given some of them recalled how he had been mercilessly teased by The Marauders and sought to duplicate the teasing despite him being in the role of their Potions Professor.
The small blue phial of arousal potion had been cold in his trembling pale hand. He took one last look at the witch that had meant so much to him, although he had never admitted it to her or anyone else. The flashback of her teaching him to dance for the Yule Ball had been particularly strong as he uncorked the phial and swallowed down the contents.
If he was going to do this, it better had been worth saving her life. When given an approach for how he was going to get through this, Snape simply decided to leave the old witch's attire intact as well as his own. He carefully spelled away any obstructive clothing and spread the older witch's thighs. It had been quite a while since he had taken a witch and this had been the first time such an undertaking had been by force. During his time as a death eater in the past, he had avoided such things opting against bloodshed and rape during the revels at the behest of Lucius in a bid to concentrate on potions work.
The scent of firewhiskey had been quite heavy on him as he unbuckled the belt to his trousers. He knew the dark lord would inspect his mind to see if he had been the least bit lenient in Minerva's punishment and he knew it would cause more harm than good. He steeled himself and waved his wand over the unconscious witch.
Minerva McGonagall's green eyes fluttered open as confusion was etched across her aged face.
"W-Where am I...?" she asked looking around and struggling against her bonds. "S-Severus...what are you doing?"
Her eyes widened in horror as Snape pressed his ebony clad form between her thighs separating them enough for the task at hand.
"The dark lord dose not take to kindly to your frequent notion to challenge him." said Snape in a cold tone that sent shivers down the older witch's spine. "He has sent me to exact a punishment from you for such bold displays of defiance."
"Get off me boy." said Minerva narrowing her green eyes. "I'll not bend the knee to a murderer nor his leash holder."
Snape admired the fight in her even then.
"Like it or not you will learn your place Minerva." he hissed a touch enraged at her stubbornness. "The dark lord means for me to teach you here and now."
In a matter of seconds, the older witch felt the invasion of the younger wizard's engorged cock as he sank half way into her depths. She let out a startled gasp noting the intense pain from the forceful entry. Snape grunted gripping the make-shift mattress in a bid to ignore the sensations sheathing his cock into a witch of any sort sent through him.
"Fuck." he hissed feeling the pressure her aged body provided.
He had not expected her to feel this enticing. He could hear her moaning despite her self as the violation continued. His mind had been racing with all the memories he had of this woman as this new one etched itself inside his mind riding high on the sensations the friction of her body caused to run through both of them.
Tears streamed down the aged witch's cheeks as Snape continued to have his way with her. She had not known how long he had been at it given this place had been the darkest she had ever seen.
"Fuck." hissed Snape once more not knowing how to feel about what was happening to his body in the wake of his old friend's torment.
When the dam finally burst, Snape spilled into Minerva without a second thought. He grunted once more and removed himself from her as quickly as possible. Having completed the orders from both masters, he spelled her free and erased all traces of what passed between them. The green eyed witch had not said a word nor did she bother looking in his direction.
"I trust I shall not have to impart any further lessons upon you." said the current Headmaster in a cold tone. "See to it that you don't earn the dark lord's disfavor again."
With that he left her sitting there on the cold stone floor unable to move due to the unwanted ache he left between her thighs.
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Later...
Severus Snape had once again been vomiting violently in the wastebasket of his office. He had not wished to speak to anyone not even the portraits after he had given his report to the dark lord. His disgust with himself only tripled as he thought back to what he had done to the Gryffindor Head of House.
"You did the right thing Severus." said the voice of Albus Dumbledore.
Snape didn't reply as he sat down at his desk and began sorting through parchments. He had skipped dinner that evening and the subsequent evenings afterward.
Minerva McGonagall never said a word against Voldemort or Snape for that matter. The students had been curious as to what was happening to their normally vocal Head of House. It would be a month later that Snape would discover that Minerva had plans to stage a coupe and soon he would be caught in it as she exacted her just revenge given what he had done. Sadly, there was a few minor details that the other professors and the students had not been privy to.
Following the incident in the abandoned classroom, Severus Snape had been delivering his usual round of potions to the infirmary. He had not spoken to Poppy much given her belief that he had murdered Albus Dumbledore and had been working for Voldemort all along, but he stocked the cabinets as per the usual. He always made sure to do so when Poppy had been out or busy with a patient in her office.
This particular afternoon. Poppy had indeed been busy with a patient. As Snape stocked the shelves he over heard Poppy examining Minerva. She had been eating less since his assault and had not been feeling well at all given what happened. She thought it was just hatred and disgust that made her stomach turn in knots but Poppy did a full examination and found her to be with child.
The day Minerva launched her attack in the Great Hall had been the same day she discovered she had been pregnant with Snape's child. The Potions Master had been out of it as well that day, still reeling from his failure to supply her with contraceptive potion given his vile act or even apply the simple charm. Truthfully he had made the mistake of assuming her age by muggle standards would have rendered such measures unnecessary but he found himself quite wrong. Given her wizarding blood, she was still quite young enough to bare children...she just never attempted due to her husband being dead these many long years and there had been no one but Albus in terms of affection that she'd lie with, but he had other ideas.
Severus expressed his concerns about the pregnancy to Dumbledore and Phineas but there was little that could be done. The stage had been set and he was to follow Dumbledore's instructions to the letter.
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Unknown Location, Unknown World...
The Potions Master sighed as he noted the second colossal failure in his experiment. He needed a more powerful witch's influence to jump start his memory projection spell. He had no choice but to call upon Minerva. Hermione Granger was still much too upset to deal with him and his obsession with her innocence was not going to do them any favors.