Lost and Damned | By : danniperson Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 24087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Lost and Damned
Finding Nothing But Questions and Devils
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That stupid, stupid boy. Severus thought this over and over again as Draco led him to Umbridge’s office, both walking quickly. Draco looked troubled and Severus was going to have to make sure the boy could handle continuing this farce before entering that office. His acting skills had improved since acting as a spy on Umbridge and the Inquisitorial Squad, though at the moment he looked pale and worried and he would have to make sure not to look quite so upset when they reached their destination.
Draco had been sent to retrieve him by the headmistress and had quickly caught Severus up on everything that had happened. Potter had been using the Floo in Umbridge’s office and had been caught by said cow. Members of the Inquisitorial Squad had captured some of Potter’s friends…Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Ginevra Weasley, Luna Lovegood, and Neville Longbottom were all there, Draco had told him. Of course, a group of idiotic Gryffindors up to something or other. And the foolish Ravenclaw girl. Draco didn’t know why Harry had been stupid enough to try whatever he had been doing.
Severus had a pretty good idea of what Umbridge wanted from him, though he didn‘t care so much about that. He was more interested in the state of Potter and the other students. Severus wasn‘t sure what he could do…He had to be careful. He could not lose his position, certain that the Dark Lord and Albus both would be furious with him if he risked it. If it was bad enough, though, Severus would be sure to find some sort of help for the brats…Maybe inform Minerva that her little lions were in trouble or something.
When they were near the office, Severus reached out and pulled Draco to a halt. “Don‘t forget your role, Draco,” Severus muttered and Draco quickly nodded, taking a moment to pull his expression into that haughty expression that seemed to be a trademark of his. He strode with a bit more ease towards the office door, though Severus noticed a light tremble or twitch now and then. Otherwise, the boy was doing a rather good job. Severus stood tall and kept his face blank as he followed Draco into the office. His black eyes flickered around, eying the little heroes all being held by Slytherins and for once, Severus found it hard to be proud of his House. “You wanted to see me, Headmistress?” Severus asked, turning his eyes to Dolores Umbridge.
“Ah, Professor Snape,” said Umbridge, grinning broadly as she stood up. “Yes, I would like another bottle of Veritaserum, as quick as you can, please.”
“You took my last bottle to interrogate Potter,” he explained coolly. Not that it had ever really been Veritaserum, so much as water in a vial. “Surely you did not use it all? I told you that three drops would be sufficient.”
Umbridge flushed nastily. “Well, you can make more, can’t you?” she said, voice becoming sweet and girlish in such a manner that Severus wished to stomp on her.
“Certainly,” Severus assured her, smirking. “It takes a full moon cycle to mature, so I should have it ready for you in around a month.” It wouldn‘t take near as long to fill another vial full of water, but he enjoyed this method much more.
“A month?!” Umbridge shrieked. “A month?! But I need it this evening, Snape! I have just found Potter using my fire to communicate with a person or persons unknown!”
“Really?” Severus asked, allowing himself to glance at Harry, who was watching him intently. He seemed to be concentrating very hard, though on what Severus hadn’t the time to figure out. “Well, that doesn’t surprise me. Potter has never shown much inclination to follow school rules.”
“I wish to interrogate him!” Umbridge said, looking about two seconds away from stomping her foot childishly. “I wish you to provide me with a potion that will force him to tell me the truth!”
“I have already told you that I have no further stocks of Veritaserum,” Severus explained smoothly. “Unless you wish to poison Potter--and I assure you I would have the greatest sympathy with you if you did--I cannot help you. The only trouble is that most venoms act too fast to give the victim much time for truth-telling…”
Severus glanced back to Harry, unable to help himself. He didn’t seem horribly injured…Yet, he thought, his stomach lurching at the idea. Severus wanted to help him…He wanted nothing more than to curse Umbridge on the spot and direct all of his Slytherins into detention and take as many points from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw as possible for putting him in such a position. He was angry and he was worried, but he retained his cool expression as he turned his eyes back to the enraged Dolores Umbridge.
“You are on probation!” shrieked Umbridge and Severus merely raised his eyebrow. “You are being deliberately unhelpful! I expected better, Lucius Malfoy always speaks most highly of you! Now get out of my office!”
Severus offered her a bow before turning to leave. He wasn’t too worried, though he reminded himself he’d have to be sure to get on better terms with Umbridge. He knew he couldn’t afford to lose his position at this school. As his hand reached the doorknob, though, he heard Potter’s voice shout out to him.
“He’s got Padfoot! He’s got Padfoot in the place where it’s hidden!”
“Padfoot?” Umbridge exclaimed eagerly. “What is Padfoot? Where is it hidden? What does he mean, Snape?”
Pulse racing a bit, Severus turned to stare at Potter, letting nothing show on his face. He couldn’t. Saying something like “I’ll go check on him and make sure he’s fine” or even betraying such a message through his expression was out of the question. Instead he said coldly, “I have no idea. Potter, when I want nonsense shouted at me I shall give you a Babbling Beverage. And Crabbe, loosen your hold a little. If Longbottom suffocates it will mean a lot of tedious paperwork, and I am afraid I shall have to mention it on your reference if you ever apply for a job.”
With that, Severus turned to leave, moving hastily down the corridors. He paid no mind to the students or ghosts or co-workers he moved past, only stopping when he entered his private chambers. He found himself slightly out of breath, but he didn’t dare stop, immediately brandishing his wand and summoning his Patronus, the silvery doe making everything around it appear dark and dreary. “Black, as little as I care, your godson would like to know if you are…safe and well,” Severus said clearly before waving his wand again and sending the beautiful doe to Grimmauld Place.
As he waited, Severus paced the floor. Potter obviously had a vision that Sirius Black had been taken by the Dark Lord to…The Department of Mysteries? There wasn’t anything else Potter could have meant by it. As well as Harry had been doing in Occlumency, Severus was a bit disappointed by this, but it more than anything made him suspect that it could have been a trick of the Dark Lord’s. Just a few minutes later, a silvery dog leapt into the room.
“Snape,” the dog said in Black’s voice, sounding suspicious and worried. “I don’t know why Harry couldn’t have seen for himself, but I am fine. Where is Harry? What is he doing?”
Severus relaxed a bit, not bothering to send a response. He had more important things to attend to as he spun around to leave the room.
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Draco kept up the façade, smirking and watching the proceedings in apparent amusement. He felt a lot more comfortable when his godfather had been there, and felt most of his confidence fade away when he had left the room. Spying was one thing, but keeping up this charade at a time like this? Draco did his best, though, and most attention was on Umbridge or Harry…Until the Mudblood started talking. Umbridge had come close to using the Cruciatus Curse on Harry when Granger spoke up, claiming to have been trying to contact Dumbledore and having some secret weapon or another. Draco just raised his eyebrow and watched the proceedings quietly until Umbridge left with Harry and Granger in tow.
And he waited.
“Hmm…What do you think we should do with them, Draco?” Blaise asked with a grin.
He had to think quickly. He swallowed hard. Being friends with a Gryffindor was one thing, but actually going out of his way to help him? With something of this magnitude? Draco gazed at all of his lifelong friends…The Slytherins…Blaise and Pansy and Crabbe and Goyle…Then at the glaring faces of those proud and brave Gryffindors who hated him. The choice should have been easy, shouldn’t it? He was not the self sacrificing sort…All he cared about was himself. Right? This sudden protective feeling that overcame him was entirely new and Draco wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it, but he did know he didn’t have much time to figure it out.
“Do I have to come up with everything?” Draco demanded, rolling his eyes. He had to buy himself a little bit of time, when Umbridge would be care enough away to get something done.
“You always do,” Crabbe said, looking confused.
Draco sighed. “That’s because I am apparently better than all of you.”
“Oh, I do so admire that modesty of yours,” Blaise teased.
“That what?” asked Goyle.
“You idiot!” exclaimed Pansy. “Never mind it, let‘s practice some jinxes on them, shall we?”
“Whoa!” Crabbe exclaimed as Longbottom slipped out of his grasp, but he squeezed the boy tighter.
“Careful, Crabbe!” snapped Millicent.
Draco rolled his eyes and Blaise met his gaze, shrugging his shoulders. Draco eyed the Gryffindors as they struggled against their captors and sighed heavily, hand tightening and loosening uncertainly around his wand before finally pointing it at Crabbe. “Stupefy!”
Crabbe fell over sideways, bringing Longbottom down with him. The Gryffindors and Loony Lovegood all stared at him in shock while Pansy glared down in annoyance at Crabbe’s unconscious form while Blaise sighed and brought out his own wand. “Your aim really needs improvement, Draco,” Blaise chuckled, aiming his wand at Longbottom who quickly stood up, both Longbottom and Draco shouting a Stunning Spell at him at the same time.
The office erupted into chaos. The Slytherins were shocked enough to give their victims ample opportunity to escape. Jinxes and hexes and curses fired out throughout the room. Ginevra Weasley sent an awful Bat Bogey Hex at Goyle while Millicent continuously used the tripping jinx against Ronald Weasley who kept falling over only to stand up and fall flat on his face again. With Draco on their side, though, and two of their number down, the Inquisitorial Squad was outnumbered. Draco managed to disarm the worst of the group, leaving them open to the enthusiastic attacks of the Gryffindors. Draco mostly just watched on, as the Inquisitorial Squad didn’t quite seem to fully grasp his betrayal and didn’t seem too keen on attacking him. Finally, all of the Inquisitorial Squad lay unconscious on the floor and Draco hesitantly began going around, Obliviating them.
He couldn’t exactly let them remember how he had gone against them, could he?
As he finished off with Blaise, he became well aware of many pairs of eyes staring into his back. Draco slowly turned to see the group gathered in front of the door, staring at him. Some were glaring, some stared suspiciously, others gazed curiously, and some managed a nice combination. Draco cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably. “What are you looking at?”
“You helped us,” Weasley said in astonishment.
“Yes, well,” Draco said awkwardly, fingering his wand. Maybe he should be rid of them, too, to avoid this whole thing. “We have a common friend, don‘t we? And he might need our help, I think.”
“We should go to Harry then,” said Loony in her odd, dreamy voice. “They went into the forest. I saw them from the window when Millicent was trying to pin me there.”
“Yeah, we should,” Draco agreed uncertainly. Everyone else was quiet for a moment, still staring at him as if he had grown another head. “Well, get a move on it! What is wrong with you people?”
“Yeah…Let‘s go!” Longbottom finally said, snapping out of it. “Alone with Umbridge in the forest? Harry and Hermione are definitely going to need us, I think.”
“Alright, let’s go,” Weasley grumbled. “I suppose Malfoy can come with us.”
Draco rolled his eyes. “As if you had the choice,” he said, shoving past them.
“Might want to be a bit nicer, Malfoy!” Weasley snapped, following him.
“Why? I just saved your tails, I think I’m entitled to a bit of fun,” Draco replied smoothly.
“We could have done it without you,” Ginevra Weasley huffed.
“Yes, well, you didn‘t,” Draco said as they marched down the halls. There weren‘t many people lingering in the corridors to meet and Draco figured his reputation was safe. With his Inquisitorial Squad badge and the hell they had been bringing over Hogwarts, being seen with these losers couldn’t be so awful. They would just think he was torturing them or something, wouldn’t they?
It took a few minutes to get out of the castle and even as they walked towards the forest, they weren‘t entirely sure where to go. Luckily they didn‘t have to wait long…A very familiar voice could be heard as they approached. “--rom here?” Harry was saying.
“We need to get back up to the castle!” Granger was saying weakly.
“By the time we’ve done that, Sirius’ll probably be dead!” Harry exclaimed.
“Well, we can’t do anything without wands,” Granger said hopelessly. “Anyway, Harry, how exactly were you planning to get all the way to London?”
“Yeah, we were just wondering that,” Weasley said, moving towards the trees where they heard the voices. Draco let everyone else go ahead, awkwardly walking up after them. “So, any ideas?”
“How did you get away?” Harry asked, his eyes wide.
“Malfoy--” began Longbottom.
“--saved the day,” Draco finished, stepping forward to hand Harry his wand.
“Helped,” Ginevra corrected.
“Couple of Stunners, a Disarming Charm, a little of this and that,” Weasley was saying, grinning. “D.A. lessons really came in handy after all.”
“Of course they did!” said Granger in exasperation.
“What happened to Umbridge?” Longbottom asked.
“She got carried away by a herd of centaurs,” Harry said.
“And they left you behind?” Ginevra asked, looking surprised.
“No, they got chased off by Grawp.”
“Grawp?” Draco asked around the same time Loony asked, “Who’s Grawp?”
“Hagrid‘s little brother,” Weasley explained.
The big oaf had a little brother? Hiding in the forest? Draco raised his eyebrow, but said nothing, standing aside as the group fell into a discussion about Sirius Black and some rescue mission and how they were going to get to London. Draco stood off by a tree, watching on, wondering if he should remain and help them or head back into the castle. He certainly didn’t feel a part of things, but as he looked back at the castle, Draco wasn’t sure he could go back there just yet.
“Okay, fine, it’s your choice, but unless we can find more thestrals, you’re not going to be able to--” Harry was saying.
Thestrals?! Draco blinked and focused on the conversation again.
“Oh, more of them will come,” Ginevra said confidently. “You and Hermione are covered in blood and we know Hagrid lures them with raw meat…”
They wanted to ride thestrals? Draco shifted nervously. The castle didn’t seem like such a bad idea…It was safe and warm in there and he could warn Severus of what was happening.
“Are you coming, Draco Malfoy?” Loony was asking as she helped Ginevra climb onto thin air. Probably the thestral then, he thought with a gulp.
“Of course he‘s not!” Weasley sneered.
“He can if he wants to,” Harry grumbled. “The rest of you insisted on coming, so if he wants to he can come with us.”
“Thanks. Sticking up for their safety but not mine?” he teased.
“Well I can’t stop them so I’ve given up,” Harry replied, sounding tired and irritated, but he offered a smile and jerked his head to his left.
Draco blinked at the nothingness as Loony helped Granger onto one of the invisible beasts. She looked to him expectantly and Draco glanced from her to Harry to the castle. “Yeah…” he said, feeling both excited and scared out of his mind. “Yeah, I‘m coming.”
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“They‘re not in their dorms, Severus.”
Minerva McGonagall was suddenly walking beside him as he moved down the corridors.
“Of course not,” he muttered. “I found a great number of my Slytherins unconscious in the headmistress‘s office.”
“Did you?” Minerva asked, looking shocked.
“Yes…Probably your little lions escaping,” Severus explained. “I don’t think Umbridge would have done that to her little minions.”
“No, I didn’t think so,” Minerva said frowning.
“If Potter did have a vision concerning his dogfather and the Dark Lord…Given Potter’s exhaustingly heroic nature, maybe it would be prudent to assume that Potter has gone to the Ministry,” Severus suggested, trying to keep the agitation out of his voice. Damn that brat! Damn it to hell and back! It was a trap! How could he not see that? Ridiculous notions of heroism and self-sacrifice and other Gryffindor ideals were going to get him killed! He was just as foolish as his father and cared too much, just like his mother.
“Yes, that would be like him, wouldn’t it?” Minerva sighed. “We must inform Albus.”
“I will,” Severus volunteered. “The Order needs to know. As Deputy Headmistress perhaps you should remain and keep an eye on things. I’ll send them a message and search for Potter. If he’s not at the Ministry, I have a few witnesses who claim to have seen Umbridge brining Potter and Granger into the Forbidden Forest.”
“Gracious!” exclaimed Minerva. “That blasted woman!”
“I’ll find them,” Severus promised. “I’ll send word if I find hi--them.”
“Thank you, Severus,” Minerva said, a look of determination set upon her stern face as she walked briskly down the halls. Severus, meanwhile, turned and glared as he marched towards the entrance hall. As he moved, he hastily sent Patronus messages to the members of the Order and a special message for Albus including that he would be searching the forest for them. When he got his hands on Umbridge…Severus growled darkly as he thought of the awful things he would do to that woman! Bringing Harry…Bringing Potter and Granger into the Forbidden Forest! That cow deserved whatever awful fate Severus could deliver to her.
If Potter was at the Ministry, however, well….That boy was not going to be happy when Severus was through with him.
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Author‘s Note: Hope everyone enjoyed! Sorry it‘s not very action-packed, but especially with events from the book it‘s a bit hard for me to really get into it…I‘m more of a person to focus on the drama aspects than the action parts, but I hope you all enjoyed what I managed, anyway!
As for Sirius‘s fate, I haven‘t yet decided…I love him to death, but killing him is still kind of tempting…rofl. Anyway, the death count will be seen in the next chapter so I should hopefully get it figured out by tomorrow so I can start work on it! I have a good bit planned for the next chapter, so it might turn out pretty long (hopefully)!
I can’t wait to see what everyone thinks of this chapter! Only two left for the first part of the story! They are, without a doubt, two of my favorite chapters (out of a handful lol) and probably my two favorite in the first part of the story. Since I wrote out what would happen in them I have been so excited to reach that part and now that I’m finally here it’s really exciting and I really, really hope everyone will like them!
Chapter title lyrics from “Last Resort“ by Papa Roach.
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