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The Potion Mistress and the Half-Blood Prince	By : FonzFan Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 2096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the people (Dumbledore, Snape, Voldemort, etc), places (Hogwarts, etc), other keywords (Occlumency, etc.), and text ("") that belong to the wonderful world of Harry Potter, as they belong to J.K. Rowling. I am writing this story to entertain myself (and hopefully others) and make no money from it. The OC (Katherine) is entirely my own.
WARNING: CHAPTER IS HIGHLY RATED M for Rape...

Chapter 37: The Torture of Severus Snape
Severus' eyes widened at what he saw, and he only hoped that Draco couldn't see in that direction. His heart beat quickened, and he began to thrash violently against his capturers, causing him to get a swift punch to the stomach.
"Just enjoy the view Snape. We know you've had her once already. Why not share?" Greyback laughed menacingly. Severus turned his head back towards the scene.
Katherine's form was bent over the large mahogany desk in the corner and her arms and upper body were being held down by Greyback. The Lestrange brothers restrained her legs.
Her clothes and undergarments were in shreds on the floor. Cuts and bruises littered her body, and he watched her struggle against those who were holding her down, but she remained unsuccessful.
"Come on Lucius, hurry up. The rest of us want a go at her too." Mulciber bellowed next to Severus. Lucius then stepped into Severus line of vision. The blonde wizard sneered in the direction of the dark haired wizard and his son. Severus noticed that Lucius was sporting a black eye and split lip, which meant Katherine had put up a fight. But there was just too many of them for her alone.
"Lucius, don't be a fool…" Severus yelled, earning him another punch to his torso.
"I'm only getting what I didn't get at Yule," Lucius snarled, as he turned towards Katherine's form and ripped the last remaining fabric from her body; rendering her completely naked.
Silent sobs racked her small frame. She could feel and smell Greyback's awful breath on her face, as he held her to the desktop. Lucius smacked her hard on the bum, causing her to hit the desk hard with her hips.
"I've been waiting a long time for this," Lucius smirked, as he unzipped his trousers and unleashed his member from its' confinement.
"Lucius…" was all Severus could get out before another blow left him gasping for air. He looked up just in time to see Lucius splay Katherine's rear and forcefully trust into her.
"NO!" Katherine screamed through the sobs. Lucius smirked at her outburst, and held himself in that position. His hands worked their way to her hips, gripping them so tightly, it was sure to leave more bruises. Lucius pulled out almost all the way, then plunged cruelly into her dry, tight core once again.
"This is what you get for taking my place in the inner circle, you filthy half-…" but Lucius was render speechless, as a hex hit him, pulling him out from inside Katherine, and knocking him to the floor.
Greyback, and the Lestranges let go of Katherine immediately to see where the curse had come from. As all eyes looked towards the north end of the room, only to find Bellatrix and Narcissa standing at the doors.
"LUCIUS!" Narcissa bellowed. Severus had never seen the woman so angry before, especially at her husband. "HOW DARE YOU!"
At this point, the other four capturers had released Severus and Draco, but no one dared to move at the sight of the enraged Narcissa.
"Tsk, tsk, Lucius. You know the rules. You mustn't touch what isn't yours," Bellatrix mused, smirking lightly at Severus, who had used those exact words on her a little more than a year ago.
"Cissy flower, I can explain," Lucius begged. Apparently he had never seen her this angry with him as well. Everyone's eyes were focused on Narcissa and Lucius, and no one noticed as Katherine's figure slipped from the desk and onto the floor. She had pulled herself flush to the side of the table and pulled her knees to her chest. Her head was down, and she continued to quietly cry.
Narcissa continued to lash out at her husband, who seemed to cower on the floor in front of her. Severus' glazed remained fixed on the couple until another voice spoke closer to him.
"I believe your future half-blood wife needs assistance," Bellatrix sneered at him. With those words spoken, Severus quickly and quietly walked to Katherine's side. Gently, he took his hand and lifted her chin to see her face. Katherine's cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She looked so vulnerable, something that Severus had never seen her before.
"Katherine, are you alright?" Severus whispered to her. But he knew it was a stupid question. 'Of course she isn't alright. She's just been raped, you idiot.' His mind screamed at him. Her frame shook violently against the sobs, and as Severus removed his hand from her chin, she turned her head away quickly.
She hated being seen like this. It made her feel weak and used. And when she looked in Severus' obsidian eyes, she came undone. His eyes not only held sympathy towards her, but a bit of fear as well.
Severus silently undid the clasp of his cloak and pulled it from his shoulders. He wrapped it carefully around Katherine's form, before sliding his hands under her knees and lower back, and gently lifted her from the ground.
Katherine shifted her body in the movement, and clutched her hands to the front of Severus' frock. Burying her face in the crook of his neck, the quiet sobs continued. Narcissa's bellowing became louder, and as Severus looked back towards the scene, he noted that Greyback, MacNair and Mulciber had already fled the scene.
"HOW COULD YOU LUCIUS! SHE IS OUR SON'S GODMOTHER!" Narcissa hollered. Bellatrix had joined her sister in front of her half-naked brother-in-law, who was still cowering on the ground before his wife. The Lestrange brothers finally saw a clearing and made a break of it, out the side door, but Draco was still frozen in the same spot. His fist clenched at his sides.
Severus swiftly made his way to the boy's side, with Katherine firmly in his grasp.
"Draco, come," Severus whispered to him. The boy started from his trance and looked towards his godfather. Severus could see the anger in Draco's eyes, and he felt horrible for what the boy just had to witness. He motioned with his head in the direction of the main hall doors and began to walk in that direction, hoping the boy would be smart enough to follow him.
With one last look back at his angry mother and cowardly father, Draco turned and followed Severus quietly from the ballroom. The two wizards remained silent as they ascended the stairs to the second floor bedrooms, the only faint sound now was Narcissa's screams, that seemed to echo throughout the entire manor.
Katherine's quiet sobs had subsided, but her body still trembled violently in Severus' arms. The three made their way to Katherine's old bed chamber that she used after graduation. She had only lived with the Malfoys for one month before moving to Spinner's End with him, but Narcissa still referred to it as Katherine's.
Draco walked ahead and opened the door, holding it for Severus to enter. He debated placing Katherine on her bed, but with the death grip she had on his robes, he thought better of it. Instead, he settled into the love seat near the fire, with Katherine still in his arms.
Draco took up to pacing in front of the small fireplace. His fists were still clenched at his sides, and he muttered continually under his breath. Severus watched the boy closely, as he held Katherine's trembling body firm against his own. He had no idea what to say in order to comfort his godson, for he had never received any comforting words himself when he was younger and had witnessed his father abusing his mother.
Suddenly, two sets of footsteps could be heard coming down the hall. Draco stop his frantic pacing and turned to face the bedroom door. It flew open to reveal a smirking Bellatrix, followed by a red-faced Narcissa.
Narcissa's harden face, softened at the site of Katherine in Severus' arms. Her sudden anger, now replaced with sadness and guilt. Lucius had not only betrayed her, twice, but her son and her son's godparents as well.
"Katherine. Katherine, I'm so sorry," Narcissa said softly, as she sat down next to Severus. But Katherine's only response was to clutch Severus' robes even tighter. He knew the tears were still falling from her beautiful blue eyes, for he could feel the coldness of them as they heavily stained his frock.
"The Dark Lord will not be please with Lucius, Cissy," Bellatrix sneered. "He'll be pushed even further down in the ranks now. Especially since Dumbledore has been giv…" But she was cut off by Severus, who cleared his throat loudly and glared in the dark witch's direction.
"Are you going to tell him, Bella?" Narcissa's eyes widened and began to tear up. "Bella, please, let me handle this."
"Do what you must to Lucius yourself Cissy," Bellatrix smirked as she walked off towards the door. "But I do intend to tell the Dark Lord everything that he did tonight." And with that she was gone. Narcissa sighed heavily, and the remaining four occupants of the room stayed silent.
Draco stood looking at his mother, waiting for her to come up with something, but he knew that his father would be punished severely for what he had done. For in the boy's eyes, his father had lost all of his respect with the first finger that Lucius had laid upon his godmother's flesh.
"Narcissa, I think it would be wise to take Katherine back to Hogwarts now," Severus said, shifting Katherine's form slightly in his arms before rising from the sofa.
"Of course Severus," Narcissa said, rising from the love seat with them. The two walked in silence down the hallway to the library, with Draco trailing quietly behind them. Katherine's grip on his robes only tightened as they entered the study and proceeded towards the floo.
Just before Narcissa threw the powder into the fireplace, she turned to her son and embraced him quickly.
"I will see you at Easter, Draco," Narcissa said in hushed tones. She let him go and threw the powder towards the mantle's opening. The green flame sprung to life, casting emerald shadows across the room's four occupants.
"Headmaster's office. Hogwarts," Severus stated, before stepping into the flame, with Katherine still in his arms.

The office was dimly lit when he arrived; most of the portraits were already asleep, while the others looked curiously at him, as he crossed the room swiftly towards his private chambers.
The floo flared up once again, emitting Draco's form into the office as well. The boy silently followed his godfather into the elder's bedroom, and watched Severus settle onto the bed, with his godmother still in his arms.
He's eyes were glued on the elder wizard and witch; he had never thought he'd see the day when the most feared teacher of Hogwarts would be attentive, caring…loving. He watched as Severus silently summoned three vials from the bathroom, then gently raise Katherine's chin and help her down the first flask.
After it contents were gone, Severus quietly ran his wand over her body, that was still covered by his cloak; he checked to make sure that they had not done any internal damage to her. He then took the vial of salve for the bruises and carefully some on his fingers and proceeded to rub it gently on the abrasions that littered her face and arms.
When he was finished, he helped her drink the contents of the third flask, then silently vanished the three empty containers.
Draco continued to watch as Severus held Katherine close to his body once again; whispering inaudible words of comfort to her. After a few moments, Katherine's body relaxed, and her hands slackened on Severus robes.
He cautiously rose from the bed and placed her on the mattress; covering her body and his cloak with the green linens. Draco could see that her eyes were closed; her face now relaxed and cleared of the cuts and bruises that it once held. Severus lightly brushed a stray golden lock away from her face, before turning towards the boy.
"Draco," Severus said quietly. "Follow me." Severus led his godson into the office, and sat down heavily in his desk chair.
"Sir," Draco said, as he stopped in front of the desk. "Will she be alright?"
"In time Draco," Severus stated softly. "I suggest you return to your dormitory to get some sleep. You only have four more hours until breakfast, so…"
"Can't I stay here?" Draco interrupted. "Please. I don't really want to go back down there."
"Draco…"
"Please," Draco pleaded. "Please, let me stay." Severus sighed heavily and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Draco stood still before him; his steel blue eyes still pleading with his godfather. Severus silently waved his wand at the dark green couch along the back wall; transfiguring it into a small bed, then summoned a pillow and blanket from his private quarters.
"You may stay," Severus said quietly. "But I want you to return to the Slytherin Common Room before breakfast."
"Yes sir," Draco said, as his shoulders slummed and he made to go lay down. "Thank you." The boy set about arranging his makeshift bed, as Severus rose and went to stand before the large arched window that overlooked the lake, and Albus' grave.
The sky was clear and bright, thanks to the waxing moon that hung high above the lake. Its' light reflected off the snow, ice and the marble tomb, giving it an eerie glow. Severus couldn't help to wish that Draco would have returned to his own room, so he could have a talk with Albus. But that would have to wait until after breakfast.
"Sir?" Draco's voice interrupted Severus' thoughts, but he remained staring out the window.
"Yes."
"What was Prof…my godmother like, before she was sent to prison?" Draco asked, as he sat down and began taking off his shoes. "How was she with me?"
"She was very protective of you," Severus said softly. "She was thrilled when your mother asked her to be your godmother."
"Protective?"
"Yes," Severus smirked lightly, remembering a younger Katherine holding a newborn Draco, only a day old. "I remember, if we were visiting your parents late into the night, she often offered to put you to bed."
"Would she sing to me?" Draco asked suddenly, as he looked up at Severus, who turned to him with a raised eyebrow. "I remember someone singing quietly to me. I'm pretty sure it wasn't mother."
"I caught her once," Severus said, as he watched the boy closely. "It was the night before…," he paused and crossed his arms over his chest. "Before she was arrested." The two were silent for a moment, both thinking about that night, well as much as Draco could remember for being only a little over a year old at the time.
"I think I remember some of the words," Draco said quietly. "Something like, 'Lay your head down, and sleep on my shoulder…'"
"...Lay your head down,

And start a new dream.

And for tonight,

The moment is over.

Drift in a lullaby,

Here where the stars reside,

And angels are always seen.
And lay your head down,

The stars they have whispered.

Hear what they say,

And know that it means.

The moon is your guide,

The stars they have kissed her.

As she goes gently by,

Light as a baby's sigh,

Safe on a fairy tale stream.
And start a new dream."
Severus had turned back to the window. As Draco recited the words, Severus could almost hear Katherine's melodic voice swimming through his head. He remembered standing in the doorway to Draco's nursery, watching Katherine rock the child in her arms. She was smiling down at him, and singing softly, as she watched the toddler drift off into dreamland. Severus could still see her plant a soft kiss on the infant's forehead, then gently settled him into his cot.
"Goodnight sir," Draco said, bringing Severus out of his thoughts once again.
"Goodnight," Severus said, as he watched the boy settle in, before making his way to his bedroom to check on Katherine.

Katherine was resting in the same spot where he had left her. Her nose was still red, and her eyes were still puffy from crying. The cuts and bruises on her face and arms had completely healed, so Severus decided to heal the rest while she slept.
He sat down cautiously on the side of the bed where she laid, and carefully wrapped her from the sheets then his cloak. Severus closed his eyes briefly as her body came into view. Her torso was littered with cuts and bruises, but it was nearly as bad as what Bellatrix had done to her almost a year ago.
Picking up the bottle of salve, he began gently applying it to the bruises on her chest, abdomen and hips.
Her hips.
He could see the outline of Lucius' hands where he had held her in place. It sickened him to no end as he thought about how low Lucius and the others had sunk. Severus was just glad to see that none of the cuts looked like bite marks from Greyback. Things would be even worse if that had happened.
Once he finished, he waved his wand over the cuts, sealing them until they were only a white scar, in which he applied more salve. A half an hour later, there wasn't a trace of what happened on her body; the only thing that remained was the imprint left in both of their minds.
Severus quickly changed into his nightshirt, and slid into bed next to her. He laid on his side, facing her; knowing he would probably not sleep the rest of the night, he decided to watch over her as she slept. A part of him hoped, beyond hope that Bellatrix had gone straight to the Dark Lord to tell him what had occurred.
For Severus, tonight was worse that any punishment the Dark Lord could had inflicted upon him. Having to witness this, was like his own personal torture.

Disclaimer 2: The lyrics above are from Trans-Siberian Orchestra's song "A Final Dream." One of my favorites; short and sweet.
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