Ghosts (repost), Snape/OFC, 37/48
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rmGhosts (repost), Snape/OFC, 37/48
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter R
Author’s Notes:
If you don’t know what this is, please read this.
Despite a recent tune-up, this was written in 2001 and is not compliant with the current state of the HP universe.
Your feedback and commentary are always welcome, even for a time capsule such as this.
You can find all chapters here.
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kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time.
Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
Severus descended the curving staircase, several steps behind Lucius. He looked at his former classmate's profile, he was aging well, perhaps too well. Lucius sensed the attention and smiled slightly.
Severus, repulsed, turned his attention to the room they were entering. In the far corner was Draco Malfoy, reclining in a large chair, his brow damp and his eyes, with bruising evident under them, half closed. One hand rested in the hair of a naked red-headed girl sitting on the floor who couldn't have been older than him. Her posture was awkward and Severus wondered absently if she were still alive and if the younger Malfoy had noticed either way.
"He takes after you," Severus muttered.
"You sound so bitter, Severus," Malfoy said, his eyebrows arching.
"Why shouldn't I?" his voice was short.
"Draco told me you have a bit of excitement at hand."
"Did he now? Draco has a habit of misinterpreting things, as I'm sure you well know."
"Be that as it may, I was almost enchanted to hear that you had taken up with Allosia again. Perhaps your peculiar fascination with her will even be useful for a change."
"That is the intent, Lucius." His voice was hard, and he hoped, convincing.
"Is that why you're being so gentle with her?"
"Meaning?"
"It's my understanding you haven't even bedded her yet."
"Do I want to know how you found that out?"
"Do you really suppose your body has any privacy from him?"
"I wasn't aware our Lord was concerned with my sexual activity, considering he doesn't seem particularly concerned about yours either," Severus said nastily, gesturing around the room, where not a few people were playing with whores of both genders. He tried not to wince and cast his gaze elsewhere as he saw one of the guests, wearing rings ornamented with small knives slip their hand under one of the prostitutes' skirts.
"Considering the complexity of the role you seem to have been chosen to play, you deserve a bit more scrutiny than the rest of us, don't you think?"
Severus shrugged. "If you say so," trying to sound bored. "Now, what entertainments do you have, other than the obvious?"
"Being faithful?" Malfoy asked.
"Hardly," Severus said. "After all, like you said, I haven't even fucked her yet."
The older Malfoy laughed obnoxiously, and Severus felt a small sense of relief.
"Well, hopefully she's gotten better with age," the blond man said off- handedly.
"Indeed," Severus said through clenched teeth.
"By the way, may I suggest you find out promptly?"
"Meaning?"
"Meaning there are some concerns about your intent towards her."
"I need to develop trust if she's going to be a useful information source to me, to any of us. You should be grateful for my finesse."
"My advice is very serious, Severus, bed her and get something useful out of her or whatever arrangement you have with her is only going to get more complicated."
Severus nodded. "Your concern touches me, as ever."
"Come, you wanted to see other amusements," Lucius said, leading Severus towards the back of the room. As they passed the chair with his son in it, he ruffled his hair and Severus noticed both that the girl was dead and that the boy's trousers were not properly fastened. He felt cold.
Lucius passed through a hidden door, and Severus followed him. The room was small, compact, and populated by four people other than themselves and the naked woman lying on the table that was the room's centerpiece. A man who Severus recognized, but didn't know personally, had straddled the woman's hips and was carving magical symbols into her back with a scalpel. She, in turn, was barely reacting yet seemed far from uncomfortable.
Severus walked around to the end of the table where the woman's head was and crouched down to look at her face. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Hello there," he said.
"Hello," she said. Her voice was thick, but she didn't seem entirely unaware of her surroundings.
"Are you having fun?" Severus asked dryly.
Malfoy chuckled and rolled his eyes.
She closed her eyes and smiled, before declaring, "Yes."
"What does it feel like?" he asked, his eyes glittering.
"The pain after sex, all over."
Severus raised his eyes to Lucius, and said quietly, "Poetic, too," before turning his attention back to the woman. "What's your name?" he asked, reaching to touch her face, but looking first to his old schoolmate to make sure it would not disrupt the magical operation. He nodded his permission, and he reached out for the girl's face, she twisted her head around and sucked his thumb into her mouth. Severus made a sound of startled pleasure, and the occupants of the room all laughed.
"Sorry, sweetheart," he said, pulling his hand away and standing.
"What a way to go, eh?"
"So kind of you, Lucius, losing your touch?"
"No," he said dipping his finger into the blood on her back. "I just think it's funny, plus, it's easier to do the work if the subject is entertained."
"Clearly," he said.
"Taste," the older Lucius said, holding his bloodied finger about an inch from Severus's face.
Severus looked at him warily and realized he'd best accept the offer, lest the situation get uglier. He flicked his tongue out at Lucius's outstretched finger and then backed away. He winced at the tang of the blood and then found he couldn't force his lungs to open for air for a good three heartbeats as the pain washed over him.
"That, is what she's really feeling," the blond man said, sucking the rest of the blood off of his own finger and beginning to pace around the room as Severus came back to himself and tried to look bored.
"You liked that, didn't you?"
"You know I find extremes intellectually interesting, Lucius. I realize everything may be sexual for you, but I assure you, that's not a common affliction," Severus said with some irritation.
"Poor Allosia," he responded in a sing-song voice.
"I've heard your advice, is there other commentary you need to make on the subject?"
"No, not really. At any rate, I've wasted enough time irritating you. Do make sure to congratulate my son before you avail yourself further of the entertainments." As Lucius gestured, the woman on the table bucked and groaned. Severus glanced over to see a heavy woman with brown curly hair feeding the victim her own blood off her fingers.
Severus shot them a condescending look and stalked out of the room. "So much wasted knowledge," he hissed under his breath. Everyone here was a reminder as to why he treated his smart students the most harshly. Most of the time innovation led to nothing more than this.
Re-entering the larger room, Severus figured he'd get his audience with the newest Death Eater out of the way. He grabbed a chair and pulled it up across from where Draco sat, his eyes now open, although barely.
"How are you?" Severus asked with some genuine concern for the child.
The boy's eyes looked miserable, and his only response was to hold out the arm with the mark.
"It suits you," Severus said, at a loss for anything else.
"I suppose," he said, playing with the girl's hair for a moment before her head lolled at an odd angle and slid off the chair. "Ooops," he said flatly, and she crashed to the ground. "What was yours like, Professor?"
Severus noticed the sudden respect from the boy. Odd timing, certainly, but entirely understandable. "It was as uniquely awful for me as it was for you, but beyond that you do not need to know," he said kindly.
The boy smiled slightly at this.
"Surely though, you must be excited. You count in your own right now as few others, especially few others your age, can claim to."
"Yes," he said, drawing himself up and kicking at the corpse. Blood from her mouth spilled across Severus's shoe. He grabbed the girl by the hair and propped her up against the wall.
"Show respect for your playthings, you're an adult now," he said coldly.
That insidious Malfoy smile showed itself again. "You're quite right, Professor, thank you."
"By the way," Severus said, getting right up in the boy's face, "You're fully responsible for your own actions now, which means next time I ask you to keep something to yourself, you will."
"They were already aware --"
"Not relevant, Draco. I trust you'll manage to make it to class on Monday?"
"Of course. I have so much to learn now," he said, letting his eyes flutter closed again.
Severus stood, strode to the front of the room and ascended the stairs, the evening's obligations met.
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter R
Author’s Notes:
kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time. Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
Severus descended the curving staircase, several steps behind Lucius. He looked at his former classmate's profile, he was aging well, perhaps too well. Lucius sensed the attention and smiled slightly.
Severus, repulsed, turned his attention to the room they were entering. In the far corner was Draco Malfoy, reclining in a large chair, his brow damp and his eyes, with bruising evident under them, half closed. One hand rested in the hair of a naked red-headed girl sitting on the floor who couldn't have been older than him. Her posture was awkward and Severus wondered absently if she were still alive and if the younger Malfoy had noticed either way.
"He takes after you," Severus muttered.
"You sound so bitter, Severus," Malfoy said, his eyebrows arching.
"Why shouldn't I?" his voice was short.
"Draco told me you have a bit of excitement at hand."
"Did he now? Draco has a habit of misinterpreting things, as I'm sure you well know."
"Be that as it may, I was almost enchanted to hear that you had taken up with Allosia again. Perhaps your peculiar fascination with her will even be useful for a change."
"That is the intent, Lucius." His voice was hard, and he hoped, convincing.
"Is that why you're being so gentle with her?"
"Meaning?"
"It's my understanding you haven't even bedded her yet."
"Do I want to know how you found that out?"
"Do you really suppose your body has any privacy from him?"
"I wasn't aware our Lord was concerned with my sexual activity, considering he doesn't seem particularly concerned about yours either," Severus said nastily, gesturing around the room, where not a few people were playing with whores of both genders. He tried not to wince and cast his gaze elsewhere as he saw one of the guests, wearing rings ornamented with small knives slip their hand under one of the prostitutes' skirts.
"Considering the complexity of the role you seem to have been chosen to play, you deserve a bit more scrutiny than the rest of us, don't you think?"
Severus shrugged. "If you say so," trying to sound bored. "Now, what entertainments do you have, other than the obvious?"
"Being faithful?" Malfoy asked.
"Hardly," Severus said. "After all, like you said, I haven't even fucked her yet."
The older Malfoy laughed obnoxiously, and Severus felt a small sense of relief.
"Well, hopefully she's gotten better with age," the blond man said off- handedly.
"Indeed," Severus said through clenched teeth.
"By the way, may I suggest you find out promptly?"
"Meaning?"
"Meaning there are some concerns about your intent towards her."
"I need to develop trust if she's going to be a useful information source to me, to any of us. You should be grateful for my finesse."
"My advice is very serious, Severus, bed her and get something useful out of her or whatever arrangement you have with her is only going to get more complicated."
Severus nodded. "Your concern touches me, as ever."
"Come, you wanted to see other amusements," Lucius said, leading Severus towards the back of the room. As they passed the chair with his son in it, he ruffled his hair and Severus noticed both that the girl was dead and that the boy's trousers were not properly fastened. He felt cold.
Lucius passed through a hidden door, and Severus followed him. The room was small, compact, and populated by four people other than themselves and the naked woman lying on the table that was the room's centerpiece. A man who Severus recognized, but didn't know personally, had straddled the woman's hips and was carving magical symbols into her back with a scalpel. She, in turn, was barely reacting yet seemed far from uncomfortable.
Severus walked around to the end of the table where the woman's head was and crouched down to look at her face. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Hello there," he said.
"Hello," she said. Her voice was thick, but she didn't seem entirely unaware of her surroundings.
"Are you having fun?" Severus asked dryly.
Malfoy chuckled and rolled his eyes.
She closed her eyes and smiled, before declaring, "Yes."
"What does it feel like?" he asked, his eyes glittering.
"The pain after sex, all over."
Severus raised his eyes to Lucius, and said quietly, "Poetic, too," before turning his attention back to the woman. "What's your name?" he asked, reaching to touch her face, but looking first to his old schoolmate to make sure it would not disrupt the magical operation. He nodded his permission, and he reached out for the girl's face, she twisted her head around and sucked his thumb into her mouth. Severus made a sound of startled pleasure, and the occupants of the room all laughed.
"Sorry, sweetheart," he said, pulling his hand away and standing.
"What a way to go, eh?"
"So kind of you, Lucius, losing your touch?"
"No," he said dipping his finger into the blood on her back. "I just think it's funny, plus, it's easier to do the work if the subject is entertained."
"Clearly," he said.
"Taste," the older Lucius said, holding his bloodied finger about an inch from Severus's face.
Severus looked at him warily and realized he'd best accept the offer, lest the situation get uglier. He flicked his tongue out at Lucius's outstretched finger and then backed away. He winced at the tang of the blood and then found he couldn't force his lungs to open for air for a good three heartbeats as the pain washed over him.
"That, is what she's really feeling," the blond man said, sucking the rest of the blood off of his own finger and beginning to pace around the room as Severus came back to himself and tried to look bored.
"You liked that, didn't you?"
"You know I find extremes intellectually interesting, Lucius. I realize everything may be sexual for you, but I assure you, that's not a common affliction," Severus said with some irritation.
"Poor Allosia," he responded in a sing-song voice.
"I've heard your advice, is there other commentary you need to make on the subject?"
"No, not really. At any rate, I've wasted enough time irritating you. Do make sure to congratulate my son before you avail yourself further of the entertainments." As Lucius gestured, the woman on the table bucked and groaned. Severus glanced over to see a heavy woman with brown curly hair feeding the victim her own blood off her fingers.
Severus shot them a condescending look and stalked out of the room. "So much wasted knowledge," he hissed under his breath. Everyone here was a reminder as to why he treated his smart students the most harshly. Most of the time innovation led to nothing more than this.
Re-entering the larger room, Severus figured he'd get his audience with the newest Death Eater out of the way. He grabbed a chair and pulled it up across from where Draco sat, his eyes now open, although barely.
"How are you?" Severus asked with some genuine concern for the child.
The boy's eyes looked miserable, and his only response was to hold out the arm with the mark.
"It suits you," Severus said, at a loss for anything else.
"I suppose," he said, playing with the girl's hair for a moment before her head lolled at an odd angle and slid off the chair. "Ooops," he said flatly, and she crashed to the ground. "What was yours like, Professor?"
Severus noticed the sudden respect from the boy. Odd timing, certainly, but entirely understandable. "It was as uniquely awful for me as it was for you, but beyond that you do not need to know," he said kindly.
The boy smiled slightly at this.
"Surely though, you must be excited. You count in your own right now as few others, especially few others your age, can claim to."
"Yes," he said, drawing himself up and kicking at the corpse. Blood from her mouth spilled across Severus's shoe. He grabbed the girl by the hair and propped her up against the wall.
"Show respect for your playthings, you're an adult now," he said coldly.
That insidious Malfoy smile showed itself again. "You're quite right, Professor, thank you."
"By the way," Severus said, getting right up in the boy's face, "You're fully responsible for your own actions now, which means next time I ask you to keep something to yourself, you will."
"They were already aware --"
"Not relevant, Draco. I trust you'll manage to make it to class on Monday?"
"Of course. I have so much to learn now," he said, letting his eyes flutter closed again.
Severus stood, strode to the front of the room and ascended the stairs, the evening's obligations met.
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