A new Beginning | By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 26206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, They belong to J.K. Rowling, i just like to play with them. no money is being made from this story, this is purely for my own enjoyment |
A/N: Five years have gone by, Minerva now runs the Hogwarts. But things just aren't the same, now a week before the school is due to reopen the school is repaired and all the teaching positions are filled. All but one to be exact. And she has the perfect person for the job, but when he wakes up, will he be able to cope and will the new professors be able to help him get back to where he was. SS/HP, AU, BDSM, D/S slash don't like don't read. Ok this is originally posted on FF but i wanted to play with it and deepen it a bit more and go more into depth on a few things. Lots of tags but they will all come into play later in the story. All good things come in time. Enjoy
Prologue: The awakening
Minerva McGonagall walked into the hospital wing of Hogwarts and looked around. She could hardly believe that it had been five years since the battle that took many lives and changed the face of the Wizarding World. She sighed shaking her head as she pulled off her spectacles and rubbed her eyes.
"Do you need something for a headache Minerva?" Madam Pomfrey asked the elder woman as she walked by.
"Oh no Poppy, just remember the past that's all."
"You know, nothing can be accomplished by dwelling on the past." A soft voice said, making Minerva turn around to see one of the newer professors walking to them. The woman had long wavy dark brown hair that fell to her waist and glittered under the candles from the gold woven into her hair. Her skin was fair and her eyes large and an eerie shade of silver/blue. She wore a long black skirt layered with ruffles and charms that jingled with every step and a black peasant top that fell off her pale shoulders and was cinched at her waist by a dark blue corset. She was also barefoot walking through the castle.
Minerva couldn't help but smile at the woman, "Analessia I had no idea you were here, are you feeling ill? Maybe you should start wearing shoes and your robes; a castle does get quite drafty you know."
The young woman laughed shaking her head. "Oh Minerva unless you have slept in a tent in the cold Romanian weather then you can tell me to put on shoes and a cloak." She clicked her tongue and held up a jar. "No, I came because I have finally finished it; I want to see if it works." She said motioning to the only filled bed in the whole wing.
The elder witch's smile softened even more as tears filled her eyes at the kindness of the younger woman. "You've been working so hard to wake him up; I really don't know what I can do to thank you."
Analessia shrugged her shoulders, "It's really no big deal Minerva, I mean you gave me this amazing job doing something I'm really good at, saved me from being sold as a sex slave, and gave me a solid place to call home. I think it's a fair trade." She said as she walked with the two other women to the bed and stared down at the man lying, unmoving, in the bed. She looked to the other side of the bed to see the two older women looking at her with hope and pleading in their eyes.
"Please tell me it will work." Minerva pleaded with her, as she stared down at the still form of someone she held great respect for.
"It should work, I mean it's not in any spell book and the recipe is over 1000 years old. Hell you're lucky I was able to get the elders to agree to give it to me." She said pushing her sleeves up. "Please stand back, I really have no idea what will happen." She pulled the lid off the jar and a strange silvery white smoke billowed out, curling over the still form in the bed. She began to chant softly in some form of Romanian as she slid her free hand under his head and lifted him to drink from the jar. She laid his head back down and placed the jar down on the bed, the smoke began to just hover over his body and the young witch continued to chant as she moved her hands over the smoke.
Pomfrey and Minerva watched entranced and jumped as the young woman suddenly yelled in Romanian and slammed her hands onto his chest causing the smoke to drive into him. The man on the bed opened his eyes and jolted up, gasping, Analessia's arm the only thing stopping him from falling completely out of the bed as he looked around.
Minerva smiled as tears shone in her eyes as she laid her hand on his shoulder. "Welcome back Severus."
A/N: And now our story shall truly begin! Hope you enjoyed.
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