Ghosts (repost), Severus/OFC, 42/48
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rmGhosts (repost), Severus/OFC, 42/48
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter PG
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 Severus, 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 leaned over to Allosia at Sunday's dinner. "I've asked the Dumbledore's assistance in acquiring what you need for my test. It occurred to me that there would only be further problems if I were the source." Although he did not smile, he relished the way she tensed with every word.
"Thank you. That was very kind of you," she said softly without looking at him.
"I rather thought so," he said, turning back to his meal.
Allosia said nothing.
Allosia was just handing out the week's assignments to her Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff third years when Dumbledore quietly entered the room. She paused, assuming he had an announcement for the class, but he waved his hands at her to continue.
She managed it, although she was sure her voice quavered slightly.
After the students fled, and she began packing up her books, Dumbledore approached.
"What can I help you with, Headmaster?" she asked.
"It is amazing," he said with a slight chuckle, "how they always know when they are in trouble."
"Am I in trouble, sir?"
"No, no. Not with me anyway, child. It is with yourself, and with Severus, that I worry."
"This is about the veritaserum," she said understanding.
"This is about the veritaserum," he echoed her gravely.
"I did not ask him to involve you in this," she said.
"I am glad he did."
"So you can put a stop to it?"
"No, no Allosia, you are, as I have told you both before, adults. But I will not hesitate to tell you, as I told him, that I think this is a terrible idea. Perhaps, you can make me understand it better."
"How much do you know about our friendship as students, Albus?"
"All of it, I am afraid."
"So you are aware then that we were intimate and that he stopped talking to me after that as a petty way to prove himself to Lucius and as his ticket into being a Death Eater."
"Yes, I am aware of that."
"And then surely, he must have told you that the other night Lucius told him what the next steps in his relationship with me needed to be."
"Yes, yes he told me as much."
"Albus, can't you imagine, that I think I'm about to be thirteen all over again?"
"Veritaserum is no way to prevent that. Surely you know Severus is quite expert in evading its effects."
"I've been an interrogator for years Albus, and I know him so well."
"Allosia," he said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "I have seen Severus under the effects of veritaserum. It is not pretty, or kind. I worry, that in seeking the truth, you will also find more of his frailty than either of you can bear."
"What choice do I have?"
"To trust him. The facts, this exercise, will not build that trust."
"I understand your concerns, Albus. Don't think I don't share them, but it is my life as well as my heart and my ego at stake here, surely, you realize that."
"Yes, I do Allosia, which is why, this is yours, if you do indeed intend to go through with it." He pulled the large vial from his robes then and handed it to her with both hands. "Please, be judicious in this matter. I ask only that you tell me when this will happen, so that I may be available should something go awry."
"It's not dangerous Albus."
"No, but both of you are," he said sadly, and turned to leave.
Allosia examined the vial, moving it between her hands, before shutting her eyes tightly against the tears. She slipped it into her own robes then, feeling some small relief. They could resolve this as soon as she had the stomach for it.
At that night's dinner it was Allosia who leaned over to Severus. "I'll expect you in my rooms at ten tonight." She wanted to cry, listening to her own voice speak to him as if he were a stranger.
"As you wish," he said softly. From him, it was the sound of humiliation.
Allosia left quickly then, stopping only to whisper something to the headmaster.
He watched her closely as she hurried out of the Hall, biting the heel of her hand. When he glanced down the table at Severus, he looked away.
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter PG
Author’s Notes:
kalichan. It features Severus Severus, 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 leaned over to Allosia at Sunday's dinner. "I've asked the Dumbledore's assistance in acquiring what you need for my test. It occurred to me that there would only be further problems if I were the source." Although he did not smile, he relished the way she tensed with every word.
"Thank you. That was very kind of you," she said softly without looking at him.
"I rather thought so," he said, turning back to his meal.
Allosia said nothing.
Allosia was just handing out the week's assignments to her Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff third years when Dumbledore quietly entered the room. She paused, assuming he had an announcement for the class, but he waved his hands at her to continue.
She managed it, although she was sure her voice quavered slightly.
After the students fled, and she began packing up her books, Dumbledore approached.
"What can I help you with, Headmaster?" she asked.
"It is amazing," he said with a slight chuckle, "how they always know when they are in trouble."
"Am I in trouble, sir?"
"No, no. Not with me anyway, child. It is with yourself, and with Severus, that I worry."
"This is about the veritaserum," she said understanding.
"This is about the veritaserum," he echoed her gravely.
"I did not ask him to involve you in this," she said.
"I am glad he did."
"So you can put a stop to it?"
"No, no Allosia, you are, as I have told you both before, adults. But I will not hesitate to tell you, as I told him, that I think this is a terrible idea. Perhaps, you can make me understand it better."
"How much do you know about our friendship as students, Albus?"
"All of it, I am afraid."
"So you are aware then that we were intimate and that he stopped talking to me after that as a petty way to prove himself to Lucius and as his ticket into being a Death Eater."
"Yes, I am aware of that."
"And then surely, he must have told you that the other night Lucius told him what the next steps in his relationship with me needed to be."
"Yes, yes he told me as much."
"Albus, can't you imagine, that I think I'm about to be thirteen all over again?"
"Veritaserum is no way to prevent that. Surely you know Severus is quite expert in evading its effects."
"I've been an interrogator for years Albus, and I know him so well."
"Allosia," he said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "I have seen Severus under the effects of veritaserum. It is not pretty, or kind. I worry, that in seeking the truth, you will also find more of his frailty than either of you can bear."
"What choice do I have?"
"To trust him. The facts, this exercise, will not build that trust."
"I understand your concerns, Albus. Don't think I don't share them, but it is my life as well as my heart and my ego at stake here, surely, you realize that."
"Yes, I do Allosia, which is why, this is yours, if you do indeed intend to go through with it." He pulled the large vial from his robes then and handed it to her with both hands. "Please, be judicious in this matter. I ask only that you tell me when this will happen, so that I may be available should something go awry."
"It's not dangerous Albus."
"No, but both of you are," he said sadly, and turned to leave.
Allosia examined the vial, moving it between her hands, before shutting her eyes tightly against the tears. She slipped it into her own robes then, feeling some small relief. They could resolve this as soon as she had the stomach for it.
At that night's dinner it was Allosia who leaned over to Severus. "I'll expect you in my rooms at ten tonight." She wanted to cry, listening to her own voice speak to him as if he were a stranger.
"As you wish," he said softly. From him, it was the sound of humiliation.
Allosia left quickly then, stopping only to whisper something to the headmaster.
He watched her closely as she hurried out of the Hall, biting the heel of her hand. When he glanced down the table at Severus, he looked away.
