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Corruption Of Innocence	By : mrsrickman Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1461 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 16

The Library

The library was virtually deserted when Professor Snape entered the large chamber. It was past curfew so there was no danger of sneaking students. Rows upon rows of shelves and cabinets lined the room, containing the ancient scrolls, books, papers and various documentation.

He strolled over towards a tall imposing shelf near the back of the room until he noticed the woman sat at the near by table.

"Taya? My dear what are you doing here so late at night?" She looked up from her reading regarding the tall cloaked figure swathed in black gazing down at her. She smiled and stood up reaching out her hands to clasp his.

"Severus!" For a moment both were lost in time then Taya indicated for him to sit down. He complied and sat down closely beside her. His arm brushed against her. The contact stirring powerful emotions between them. They exchanged a brief kiss.

"I was looking for Dotty Morelop, you know the witch who invented the curse, Septiasteratos. I have a class in two days and we are studying blood curses." The man swallowed. It appeared to Taya that Severus winced slightly as well. "Are you okay?"

"It just brought back a rather disturbing memory."

"Oh Lord, they didn�t? No?"

"Yes."

"How did you survive?"

"With great difficulty actually, a rather horrible way to go if you ask me."

The curse was as brutal as it sounded and was considerably deadly. Only a few survived, those who did only lived to tell the tale because there was something in their blood that prevented the final horrifying stages. It was a curse that literally meant the victim practically bleed to death. A formidable and painfully slow death.

"Some how I was resistant to it�s potency," he said. "Not that I didn�t bleed." Taya looked horrified.

"They actually did that to you?" He nodded sombrely. "Merlin�s balls." She hugged him. "You did have a rough time of it didn�t you?"

"How?"

"Look for yourself."

"I can�t. It�s to personal." Neither the less she opened it and heard a shocked cry.

"BLOODY HELL," he yelled. "It�s us."

His eyes widened at the moving images of them. Severus turned away, he couldn�t watch. He tried to close his ears to the distinct sound of his own voice coming from the book as he cried out in rapture. Taya giggled as she flicked through the pages.

"Wonderful isn�t it! There�s stuff in here I�ve never even contemplated. Mind boggling, some of this stuff you would have to be a..."

He turned back, eyes falling onto the page and regretted what he saw. Abruptly he pushed her off his lap. She noticed his expression wishing with all her heart that the page hadn�t flipped opened specifically on that image.

"Severus?"

"How...how can this book turn you on?" He said darkly, his voice consumed with rage and pain. He was choking nearly on every word. He slammed the book closed. He stood up pacing for a minute then sat down again. The image butchered his mind nearly as intense as the memory of Lorsekruker when he violated him. Even the thought of doing that to Taya caused tears to form in his eyes. He turned away from the touch that stroked his neck, just under the collar of his robes.

"I�m sorry," she whispered. "Doing it that way doesn�t always correspond to rape you know, it can be nice." She bit her lip regretting her words, knowing that they would stir terrible pain in him. She tried to soften her words. "How do you think gay men-"

"And you know all about this of cause? I should have guessed what you would have been up to with... with that other man. How can you so insensitive?"

"It wasn�t ment by anything. Severus?" He expression and tone in voice took in desperation.

"I know I�m inexperienced, frigid and repressed but..." His voice trailed off into nothing. "And I suppose you�ve mastered the majority of this filth? Did it with your boyfriend?"

"He�s not my boyfriend now. You are and he was a mistake. A stupid mistake."

"Was he better than me? Are you jealous because I wont go down on... on your arse?"

"You�re behaving irrationally. It�s only a book." Her words were useless as was her futile attempts to calm him. "Don�t tear yourself up over it." She silently wandered over to the book case and slid the offending volume back into place.

"Did you enjoy it when he took you from behind?" Severus suddenly lent forward burying his face in his hands. She stepped forward reaching out and this time he responded to her touch, falling heavily against her, pressing his head against her chest. "I�m sorry," he moaned. "I shouldn�t have said that."

"What was it like?"

"What was what like?"

"Having that done to you." He tensed.

"I don�t want to talk about it." He looked up at her. "I thought you already knew how it felt, you�re an empath aren�t you?"

"Yes, but I didn�t look into you as deep as that. There are something�s -"

"Better left alone. I know."

"Yes but others are better let out into the open. Keeping them shut away wont let you heal. I felt your pain, but I never properly assimilated it. Feelings were just so jumbled, so disconcerting and random. I couldn�t really make them out.�

"I�m sorry," he said simply.

"I am sorry for being so nasty. Tell me in your own words. Let it out into the open and let the air suck it away instead of it compressing inside us." He turned his head.

"I can�t. It�s too horrible."

"I�m your friend and your lover. You can safely confide in me."

He took a deep breath. "It�s not that. It�s just..." He sighed.

"Tell me."

"Look Taya I can�t speak of this."

"Tell me. Let it free. You expressed your pain to Dumbledore. If you can�t share your pain you can�t heal." Severus nodded, realising that she was right. Keeping it in only made it worse.

�...I feared that I would be left for dead every time, or bleed to death. Sometimes I wished that would happen."

"Gods." He noticed she was weeping and slid an arm around her. Although what he was explaining was merely words they made her heart break and she wished she had never discovered that confounded book.

For a moment their eyes met and she felt herself falling, being swallowed up by those dark eyes, taken to some other hidden place beyond the physical. Then she felt it. The twisting, the stabbing agony of it all. Severus abruptly pushed her away, shielding her from most of the carnage. She cried inside him feeling the burning of her soul, and every nerve crying out in protest from the feelings and sensations that were now in some kind of order, unlike before, a juggling of twisted images and feelings because she understood.

Taya found herself back inside in library again, listening to the chiming of the grandfather clock in the background. It struck midnight, the witching hour, the hour of death. She noticed that Severus was watching her intently, perhaps still inwardly seeking her consciousness. He averted his eyes.

"I�m surprised you didn�t bleed to death," she said hoarsely.

"A spell had been cast that enabled quick healing for all other times."

"What about infection?"

"Again a spell was used so that I wouldn�t catch anything untoward. Although when I came back to Hogwarts I made a potion that eradicated any...symptoms and bacterial infections just to be on the safe side."

"What about your basic.. . needs," she asked.

"Difficult. Painful." Very gently Taya brushed a loose strand of hair from his eyes.

"Where did you live exactly?"

"There was this house. It was large and would have been really quite magnificent years ago. About forty rooms. I had my own room, it was basically a laboratory with a single bed. It was small but accommodating. I had clothes and food although I rarely felt like eating anything. When I was called I would be taken from my room to the cells, the dungeons." Taya stood up.

"Thank you for telling me, sweetie." Severus followed her lead. "Why did you come here?" She questioned.

"I have seemed to have lost my grade one textbooks and Magical Drafts and Potions."

"They�re in my room where you left them last night."

"Foolish of me to forget. Thank you."
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