Chapter 28: The Makings Of A Monster

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{"I was born into a curse...An outlaw straight from birth...My mama danced around a fire...And pulled me from the dirt...I live out in the woods...I'm not misunderstood...Maybe you're thinking that I won't...I'm thinking that I would...That's why I'm dressed in black...Ain't ever coming back...'Cause I'm the black sheep of the family..."}Black Sheep,Saliva

Headmaster's Office,Gryffindor Tower, Hogwarts Castle, Scotland, Wizarding World...

Rolling thunder echoed through the vast magical castle as Severus Snape found himself still bound via magic within the confines of his former office. He had been eerily silent as he stood in the darkened room surrounded by the watchful eyes of the past Headmaster's portraits. None had been more attentive to his every movement as the former Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore had been. His blue eyes were filled with sadness as he watched the silent wizard remain in darkness. The drops of rain beating against the window pane had been the only noise aside from the occasional rumble of thunder as Snape continued to remain silent.

He had not been interested in anything in particular and merely keeping with his intent to hold the creature that had defiled his war weary body to no end with it's twisted presence. The horrors he had witnessed while involuntarily committing the vile acts Hermione and Minerva had known him for had been all too real despite his silence.

"You are troubled." said the voice of Albus Dumbledore breaking the eerily settled silence as he continued to look over the ailing younger dark wizard.

Snape said nothing as he continued to endure his current round of petty torment. He deserved no less given his crimes against any and all whom had come into his path rather direct or otherwise.

"I know you hear me, Severus." continued Dumbledore.

"Is that guilt I hear in your voice, Albus?" asked Snape turning his attention to the portrait along the far wall. "It isn't like you to regret much of anything much less your decisions concerning a lowly death eater such as I."

"Severus..." began Dumbledore only to find himself ignored once more.

"For the first time the feelings of revenge and hatred filled my bosom, and I did not strive to control them, but allowing myself to be borne away by the stream, I bent my mind towards injury and death." replied Snape once more quoting the same muggle novel in which he taunted the elderly wizard with.

"SEVERUS!" shouted Dumbledore, the desperation and sorrow evident in his tone despite the younger wizard continuing to ignore him. "You are more than what you've become!"

"On the contrary old man, I am exactly what you see before you." replied Snape as his eyes shifted signaling that the dark creature that inhabited him had once more gained some measure of control.

A fury had filled Snape to the likes of which he had never known before and as Dumbledore could do little but look on helpless in the confines of his portrait, the magical binds that Hermione and Minerva had placed upon the tormented wizard broke and he was once more free to do as he pleased in this world of chaos and suffering he had created through the sheer force of his twisted will.

"I am darkness incarnate." boasted the creature as it once more took over the former Potions Master turned Headmaster's being. "I am hate personified."

He let out a dark chuckle before setting his sights on two unsuspecting witches whom had believed they had the upper hand in their little short exchange.

"SEVERUS DON'T LET THIS DARKNESS CONSUME YOU!" shouted Dumbledore unwilling to give up on the younger wizard despite all of his faults.

He had been a kind and broken soul. The aged Headmaster had recalled the tears that streamed down the younger wizard's pale cheeks after the murder of his dearest friend. He had been capable of love once, and he could be again if he had only attempted to combat the darkness that resided inside him.

"Save your lecture's old man." growled Snape narrowing his obsidian gaze at the aged Headmaster's portrait. "That time is long gone...as will Granger's innocence when I bend her to my will."

"She is more formidable than you think." said Dumbledore in warning.

"I relish the challenge." said Snape before disappearing from the Headmaster's office and beginning his late prowl of the school.

He would find both of the witches and catch them unawares. His most recent blunder that lead to his capture in the first place had been quite fresh in his mind. He had aimed to divide and conquer the little rebellious lionesses and have them bend to his will once and for all. As he prowled the darkened corridors, Snape thought to himself about making both Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger his respective brides along with keeping his dearest Minerva as the first.

It seemed a rather delicious and intriguing plan, one surely to torment the old fool as he watched the result of his heinous actions lead to the marital subjugation of his infamous Gryffindor flock. There would be no one to oppose his rule once he had Hermione Granger as his wife and he'd destroy the remainder of the rebels that still fought from the shadows that she had lead for all these years.

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The Corridors, Hogwarts Castle, Scotland, Wizarding World...

Hermione Jean Granger could hardly stop the tears that continued to fall down her supple cheeks as she thought to how callously her former Professor saw his fate given what Dumbledore had done to him. It was one thing to deal with the heartless monster that he had become in the wake of being cursed, but to know that the real Professor Snape had been little more than a backseat driver in his own body had hurt her tremendously. She knew all too well the suffering the poor man had endured prior to being cursed and just how deeply he cared for Harry and his mother.

Unfortunately, her apparent moment of sorrow had been short lived as she sensed the menacing presence of the fiend whom she deduced had broken free of the magical binds and had come after her. Unbeknownst to him, she had anticipated such a thing and knew how to deal with him even with Professor McGonagall elsewhere in the castle.

If the fiend that had control of Severus Snape was going to come for her, she wasn't going down without a fight.