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Another Chance	By : NoxisTorche Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Another chance

Genre: Harry Potter

Summary: Our beloved Potions Master is forced into taking a
vacation. Upon his return he brings a surprise back with him. Will Snape be able to survive the scandals and rumors that
spread like wildfire? Will Hogwarts be able to withstand this new force that
could rival the most feared Dark Lord? And how is this connected to the Golden
Trio?

Rating: R to NC-17

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters normally affiliated
with Harry Potter. They belong to J.K. Rowling no matter how badly I wish
otherwise. I do not profit in any way from this as you all know good and well
because I posted it here. Besides� who�d pay me for this piece of twisted crap?

Warning: This work of prose will include but will not be
limited to: Excessive Violence, blood-play, minor, anal, cross-dressing,
Man/boy sex, people of questionable Gender, intersexed
individuals, the brutal twisting of characters by my perverse mind, bondage,
Vampirism, and rape. If you don�t like any of that I suggest you leave now.
Don�t start bitching at me because you chose to continue reading and were not
satisfied or were mentally scarred. It�s not my job to please you or preserve
your innocence.

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Chapter Two:

Brawls and Breakfast

Glaring daggers into an elderly woman that reminded him of
Dumbledore in some odd way, Snape muttered a soft
thank you as he was handed the key to his rooms. Dragging himself up the stairs
the ebony pushed the doors open to see that the room was unnervingly similar to
his own bedchambers at Hogwarts.

Of course we all know who had ordered such a thing, for it was the same man who
arranged the entire trip. This Long, Tiring, Annoying as hell
trip through Germany. Now within his rooms, Severus
expanded the trunk that was packed for him by none other than his sparkly
headmaster, and placed it at the foot of the massive four poster bed that
dominated the room. Anyone viewing this room would not believe that this man
was Severus Sylvius Snape. The bed�s curtains were a calming lilac that had a
soft, nearly invisible crimson glow to them. The fabric shimmered with its own
life and seemed to be near transparent when the head was turned. Behind the
barrier of the shimmering silks lay beautiful Midnight blue satin with elegant
golden trims. With such colors dominating the room it seemed that the room had
been designed by the head of Ravenclaw.

Tired and frustrated Severus began
to peel his robes off revealing inch by tantalizing inch of the scarred flesh.
Kissed by moonlight and marred by man Snape looked
himself over in the restroom mirror. The man was painfully thin, running a hand
over his side he could easily count each and every last rib. The smooth skin
glistened with ghostly white scars, each scar baring its own equally scarring
memory. Under the surprisingly soft fingertips Snape
could feel the muscles of his abdomen ripple. The last twenty years had not
been kind but he still managed to cling to life and achieved a formidable build
because of it.

With a thick black towel wrapped about his thin but not
quite bony hips, Severus stepped out into his rooms
to see flaming red hair and a small figure. Instinctively he summoned his wand
and bared it against the figure, no matter how defenseless it looked. Years of
spying had taught Severus valuable lessons, including
looks are highly deceiving.

�Who are you?� He demanded in a fierce growl already
thinking of spells that would dispose of this person and the figure up until
then had been completely ignoring him squeaked fearfully and leaped out of the
door. Slightly unnerved Severus looked around only to
find that his dinner had been set out for him.

Oh well�You�re supposed to knock when you
wish to enter someone�s rooms. Severus thought
before moving to dry his hair and put his wand away. The image of the crimson
haired being never left him. Bloody locks that shimmered even in the darkness
of his rooms and swept against the floor, they were in fact beautiful. What the hell am I thinking? I need
sleep�I�m losing my damn mind and it�s only the first day of this �vacation�.

Daybreak came all too soon but one snarky
Potions Master was awake before the dawn. Completing his daily routine of
menial morning chores, Severus found himself feeling
something that hadn�t plagued him since his teenage years. Boredom.
It was chewing at his very soul. For hours before dawn he had inspected every
inch of the rooms he was in, toyed with all sorts of objects, conjured and
banished hundreds of trinkets, and even went so far as to wax himself. Not one
speck of hair now resided on his chest, arms, and legs. He couldn�t bring
himself to wax his pubic hair. There was nothing in this world that would
entice him to inflict that sort of pain upon himself. When a respectable time
rolled about Severus stood from his mindless stroking
of his arms and legs to dress himself.

A visit to the library
will do me some good. At least there will be something to read�I can feel
myself rotting away just sitting here�

Now with a definite plan in mind, Severus
made his way down the stairs and toward the door only to be caught by the woman
who went by Oma.

�Herr Snape. Wouldn�t you enjoy some breakfast before
you journey out into the cold? You�re so thin as is�
you need something to warm your bones!� She said and took him by the hand. He
wanted to scowl and tell her to mind her own damn business but Severus never had been one for disrespecting his elders.
Sighing deeply to himself to control his ire, he
allowed himself to be led away from the door and into a small dining area.

The walls were lined with windows and had a friendly
atmosphere. Severus instantly hated the place. The
overly large bay windows let in the blinding light from the morning sun as it
glared down upon the pristine white snow. Soon more cloud cover would arrive to
save his eyesight but at the moment he must suffer.

�Now you sit right here and I�ll fetch you something hearty.� The old blue hair
smiled at him as if she were speaking to her ten year old grandson.

With a nod from Severus the woman
scampered away into the kitchens. Thin fingers rubbed throbbing temples before
gripping a grumbling stomach as heavenly scents drifted from the room in which
�Oma� had run off into. He couldn�t deny it, Snape was starving. In his agitation and paranoia he had
banished the dinner brought up by the figure of crimson hair. Taking a deep
breath hoping it would quell the angry rumblings of his stomach,
the Potions Master sighed and sucked his tongue to keep his mouth from
watering.

What a scene he must have made and thinking of this Severus forced himself to remove his hand from his stomach.
Sitting back in his seat he looked around himself seemingly uninterested.
Suddenly there was a shriek and a loud thumping coming from the foyer. Before
he could stand or even draw his wand a lithe girl with crimson hair tumbled
into the room. She scrambled to her feet just as a burly man strode into the
room taking a massive handful of the beautiful tresses using it to yank the
girl closer to him.

�Release me! Damn you! I said Release me!!!� The girl�s
fierce demand was met with a laugh before she was flung across the room into a
table.

The elder woman ran into the room looking around for the
reason of the commotion, when she spotted the young girl clutching her side she
ran to the girl�s side to offer aid.

�Herr Kranz! What is the meaning of this!?� Oma turned upon the large man who was advancing in a
menacing manner.

�The little whore back-sassed me� she must be punished, Now out of the way old
woman.� The man was sporting a grin that would rival that of a Death Eater as
he approached. Sitting silently forgotten, Severus
pondered interfering. He wasn�t sure if this sort of thing happened often and
if his help would be welcomed. Chivalry just wasn�t his thing.

The girl stood still clutching her side and a dribble of
blood on her chin. Severus gazed upon her lithe form.
She was short (well at least compared to him but then again a lot of people
were) with a slightly boyish form. He assumed her to be around at least twelve
for she had yet to bud womanly curves although her hips were nicely rounded on
her small body. An angular face and fearsome violet eyes gave her a handsome
countenance but only added to her slightly boyish features.

�Move away, Oma. I will handle
Herr Kranz.� She said softly and smiled to the older
woman as if nothing were wrong. �Your eggs are burning Oma.
Hurry now.� A small giggle was met with a saddened nod before the grandmother
scampered back into the kitchen.

�How dare you threaten Oma? After
all the kind she has done by you?� Moving to stand correctly showing no pain
the girl was showing true bravery. But Severus
doubted that she would be able to stand her own against this man. He appeared
to outweigh her by at least two hundred pounds or so. But she was so confident
in her appearance that Snape dared not bother her.

If
she�s foolish enough to take him on, by all means. If she were a student at Hogwarts she would
be a Gryffindor for sure. She might even have enough foolish courage to rival
that of the famed Harry Bloody-Pain-In-My-Ass Potter.

While Snape was off in his own
little world the argument between the girl and the man had escalated. The brush
of a fierce wind brought him out of his daze and onyx eyes widened slightly as
they caught a glimpse of a large foot flying past his head.

CRASH

Table legs and splinters flew in all sorts of directions
behind Snape as the girl stood panting softly
wheezing from the injury to her side.

�Excuse me Herr� I am deeply sorry that you witnessed such riffraff making
trouble.� She said softly in between deep seemingly pained breaths. �Please
forgive me.� Again the words were strained out between ragged intakes of
precious air as the girl moved slowly clutching her side again. Grabbing the
man by his collar the red-head drug him from the debris of the table and chairs
and out of the door that she had stumbled through not ten minutes ago. There
were some words muttered and the sound of a door slamming before the girl
returned. She waved a hand toward the mess and the table, chairs, and
accessories were put back as they were before the scuffle.

Wandless Magic. Apparently
this girl is more than she appears to be.

As soon as everything was put back into order, Oma returned. A delicious looking platter was placed before
Severus and Oma smiled
before patting his shoulder.

�You�re much like Laizech here. Just so thin, I don�t
see how it happens but it does. Eat up my boy; it�ll put some meat on your
bones, just like it�s doing for Laizech here.� A
frail hand waved over to the girl who had seated herself and was staring
intently at the floor as her hand caressed her wounded side.

�I don�t mean to be rude, but don�t you think you should be
worried more about her than me? She, afterall, has
sustained a serious looking injury.� Snape couldn�t
stop himself from asking. It seemed so odd to ignore the girl who was sitting
there in obvious need of attention, even though that was basically what he was
doing. This was not his culture though. He had no right to step in and interfere.

�I am fine. No need to --� A gasp followed be a harsh cough
interrupted the sentence and the grey headed woman flinched before looking
woefully to the girl.

�Lai�� She began.

�I�m Fine.� The girl insisted in a tone that reminded Severus far too much of the bane of his existence.

�But Laizech� You�re bleeding
dear�� At the woman�s words the girl stood bowed respectfully to both Severus and Oma before running
out of the room. With a sigh Oma turned back to Severus.

�Don�t you worry about a thing other than cleaning that plate. I wouldn�t feel right if I let you walk out of here
without so much as a crumb of warm food in your stomach.� She said with a
frighteningly sweet smile before she turned and walked away, leaving Snape to enjoy the feast set before him in a disturbing
silence.

xoxoxoxo
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A/N: Well� here�s chapter two. ^.^
I know it doesn�t really fit in right now but I swear it will. I promise!

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Constructive Criticism is welcome. If you see a grammar
issue please alert me in a polite manner. This chapter has no beta, so sorry
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