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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.

A/N: Well� here I am with
chapter three� aren�t you all proud of me. Three chapters in one day! I guess
that only goes to show how much I�ve been thinking about this fic. I believe I have up to chapter seven already planned
out in my head. ^.^ After that things get tricky and
need revision.

Anyway� If I don�t get at least a few more
reviews I�m going to think this was nothing but more wasted effort on my own
part and discontinue the fic. Why should I go through
all the trouble of posting it if no one will openly express how they feel about
it?

I know it�s a piece of crap but you all could at least tell me so!!! *pouts*
Oh well..
Here we go.

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Chapter Three

Whispers

Severus strode through the snow
covered streets of Dachau. He liked the calmer Dachau much more than the busy
Berlin. At least there in Dachau one could hear himself thinking over the roar
of the engines passing by. Things were slower and no one seemed to be in too
much of a hurry to get anywhere in particular. Of course they all had somewhere
to go, but they would get their in their own time. Just how Severus wanted to be.
But of course, Snape knew better than to hope for such a life. He was at
the beck and call of not only the Dark Lord but the Order as well. There was no
�greater feeling of joy� than to have that knowledge bearing down upon you. As
he walked, Snape began thinking about his life once
again. How he was always so busy and the only time he ever got to himself was
the few moments in between marking student papers. His days were spent trying
to pound some sort of knowledge into senseless hormonal teenagers and his
nights were spent being tortured by the Dark Lord. Oh what a fulfilling life he
led.

Under the heavy traveling cloak
he was wearing, the Potions Master ran a hand over his chest sighing at the
super sensitivity of the flesh there. There were so many scars covering the
small expanse that it was hard to see where one ended and another began. There
were scars there that had traveled with him to Hogwarts in his first years, some where from his stay at Hogwarts as a student, most of
the rest were from the dark lord�s idea of playing.

Looking up at the large
building that his feet had taken him to Severus sighed softly taking in a deep
breath already able to scent the knowledge within the walls. One thing he
enjoyed about the libraries of Germany was all of the ancient knowledge they
held. Tomes upon tomes of everything a man could want to know about the country
itself, its greatest wizards and all of their accomplishments, its leadership,
the countries surrounding it and its conquest to rule them all. At one point in
time he had been given a slight prejudice against the United States for their
meddling in German and other world affairs, one instance being with Hitler and
his quest to take over the entire world and eradicate everything but �the
perfect race�. Of course, Severus didn�t approve of his actions to gain power
but he could appreciate the ambition behind the man. A man, with dark hair and
eyes had been able to get an entire country of people to turn to his way of
seeing things; to make them see themselves as worthless unless they were Arian.
It was amazing to Snape. Hilter
was a muggle Voldermort. He
was the muggle embodiment of everything he stood
against in the wizarding world.

Shrugging some snow off of his
shoulder and boots before he entered Snape removed
his cloak as soon as he stepped into the library the heat of a grand fire
heating the entire space to a comfortable temperature. The shelves, desks, and
chairs nearest the fire were spelled for extra protection from the flame. Just
as an extra precaution. The librarian, an intelligent looking woman with black
hair and green eyes looked over at him before giving him a curt nod and
returning to her duties. Returning her cold greeting, Severus wandered over to
the nearest shelf and looked over all of the books pulling down many. One in
particular caught his attention.

�The History of The Schwarzen Clan�� Why would
such a book be in this library� The Von Schwarzen Clan is still intact� shouldn�t this be in their
family archives?

Severus questioned himself but pulled the book down nonetheless intent on
reading it. Maybe it had been stolen or donated by a pompous relative. The Schwarzen Clan was not known for being modest in the least.
They were a well known German wizarding family that
took only the most powerful beings into their family. It didn�t matter if it
was a wizard, vampire, or a werewolf. If you were powerful enough you were
granted access into their lines. Of course they kept their lines clean by
breeding the vampires with the vampires, wizards with wizards and Werewolves
with werewolves. There were no cross-breeds in that family, only extensions.

Opening the book he felt it
resist slightly as a test of his magic. Apparently this book was not for
everyone to read. Using a flux of magic, Severus easily forced the book to bend
to his will. There was a formal greeting at the beginning of the book and
Severus was not surprised to find his name in the greeting. If it had taken
magic to force the book open he was sure there would be a few surprises along
the way.

The Schwarzen
clans are well known for their unique physical features. One feature that runs
true through all of the clan�s branches, except the vampire branch, are the
feature of bright amethyst pupil less eyes. The Vampire clan sports one
amethyst eye, usually the right, with a star burst shaped pupil while the other remains
unaffected by the acceptance into the clan�s line. Many of the Schwarzen clans have hair that is as red as the blood that
flows through our veins and fine features. High set cheeks and thin faces are
common among us.

The females of our clan
sport a natural tan in the image of our first mother, Vestigia,
while the males have skin that is much lighter. We believe that this is in the
image of our first father, Acheronius.

�High Cheek bones, bloody
hair?� Severus whispered to himself his mind drawn back to the girl he saw back
at the Inn he was staying in. She fit the bill, all up to the tan. That girl
couldn�t be of the Schwarzen Clan. She would be with
them if she were� Not protecting some old woman who is so senile she probably
forgot her own name and now goes by Oma. Severus
scoffed softly to himself before continuing to read.

Even though the most of the Schwarzen clan is thin in frame, most of the vampire branch
grows to be tall and strong. Using the Wizarding
branch of the Clan, the vampires are taught to control magic just as any
powerful wizard would although they are taught to do so wandlessly
in order to keep them distinctly different from the wizarding
branch.

So engrossed in his reading,
Severus did not notice shadows forming around him. The shadows began to take
the shapes of women with flaming red hair that floated about their bodies on
invisible waves. They sat around him, ghosting barely formed shadowy fingers
over his cheeks, shoulders, back and arms. They looked upon him pleadingly as
he continued reading. Soft whispers began penetrating Snape�s
mind as they spoke to him.

Save our son. Protect our
Brother. Give him one last chance to be happy�The voices rang clear causing Severus�
head to snap up from the book and dark eyes darted around looking for the
source of the whispers. He saw nothing. Sitting up and looking around himself
he still saw no one around him. Shaking off slight shivers that clung to his
skin, Severus closed the book and set it down before him. Only then did he
notice the small crimson box with a beautiful black bow before him.

Staring wearily at the finely
wrapped box, Severus felt something was wrong here. How did this box get here
in front of him without him knowing. He hadn�t felt
any surge of magic that could possible have
transported it there. He hadn�t sensed anyone around him and still couldn�t
find a soul within twenty feet of him.

�Sir� Sir?�
A soft voice nearly made him leap out of his own skin and hex the poor owner
into oblivion. But Severus Snape had more control
than that. He remembered where he was and quickly at that.

Looking up into the eyes of the librarian, Severus saw the woman flinch away
from his cold stare. Even frigid bitches can�t stand up to my glares� Snape thought with a hidden grin.

�Yes?� A deliciously smooth
voice flowed from Snape�s thin lips without him
meaning for it to come forth. Again, the woman flinched.

�Sir, there�s a storm coming
and the library will be closing down soon.� Her words were rewarded with
Severus Snape Glare number nine. A glare specially
reserved for women who stated the obvious. Getting to use it on someone other
than Trelawny or McGonagall was quite refreshing.

�Of course..�
Standing and gathering the books up into a neat pile, Severus took his cloak
and began to leave.

�Sir! You�re leaving your package��

�It doesn�t belong to me��

�You are� Severus
Snape, correct?�

His name. Turning on his heel Snape
strode back to the woman with barely concealed surprise. Sure enough his name
was elegantly written on the ribbon in gold. Gazing upon the woman
suspiciously, he hesitantly took the package into a long fingered hand. Once he
was sure that it wasn�t a portkey he tucked it into
his cloak before disappearing into the darkened city.

The woman was right� There was
a storm coming. The wind had picked up and the sky was nearly black. He could
smell the water in the air. Taking a deep breath right now would mean freezing
his lungs and that was not something extremely high on �I�ve got to try that�
List.
Making it back to the Inn just
as the rain began Severus groaned as he walked up the steps to his rooms and
threw the box into the fire happy to be rid of the little thing. Stripping off
his robes the thin figure looked over himself running a hand down his flat
stomach listening to it gurgle for food. Sighing softly to himself he turned to
see if dinner had come yet. Apparently Oma was being
a bit slow with the cooking tonight as there was nothing on the table but a
small crimson box with a black ribbon neatly tied around it.
Box?
The same box
that Severus just threw into the fire. Rushing over to the table Severus snatched the box up
and flung it back into the fire only to see it pop back up on the table just a
few moments afterwards. Producing his wand Severus tried to destroy the box
that way and thought himself successful only to have his sense of triumph
smashed by the fact that the little box returned once again.
What is this?! What sort of bloody�?? Severus thought to himself as he stared
at the little box, nearly awarding it the Severus Snape
Glare Number 3, reserved for items that did not deserve to exist but kept
existing� This glare was usually reserved for that Bloody
Boy-that-couldn�t-take-a-goddamned-hint. Flopping down on the bed in a very un-Snape-ish manner, Severus sighed
softly to himself trying to think of why this box could possibly wish to
torment him so when the man began hearing soft whispers. Mocking whispers and
little laughs that seemed to come from nowhere�
Open me� Open me�

A/N: People!!!

I�m so self conscious, I need
some feed back. It takes less than five minutes to
post a �good job.� Or a �this sucks!�

Come On!!! Be kind� speak your mind.
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