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Let\'s Call it a Truce	By : LLCoyote Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 9651 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Poter, I make no money off of this. I write for fun. This wonderful series of books is written by the fantastic JK Rowling.

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Severus Snape had died that night of the battle of Hogwarts. Officially dead for over an hour. The medi-witches were convinced they could do something and by some miracle, brought him back. He was barely there mentally or emotionally but physically his heart beat underneath his cool blue skin. It had taken over a year to regain natural color and return what pigment he had to his flesh that had turned blue from lack of oxygen. At first this was horrible for him. He'd thought after years of turmoil that in death he could escape the pain of Lilly Potter's rejection and move on but then they'd brought him back. Forcing him into a deep depression. Of course no one could really tell, no one could tell how Severus every felt. He made the mistake to getting too drunk one night and spilling his heart out to some random house elf the Malfoy's had sent over to help him tidy up his home at Spinner's End. The little snitch had gone and told the younger Malfoy of the situation and even wrote Lucius who practically begged him to go any live at the manor. He'd said that Draco needed the company but Severus knew that wasn't the complete story. As per usual he let it roll of his back and even decided to come stay at the manor for Draco's sake. It was a bloody good thing too. The youngest Malfoy was careless, drunk, depressed, and a financial moron... oh and the most slutty man he'd ever met. With time, and multiple instances where Snape saved the sorry boy's ass, they formed a close bond and Severus began to heal. Life without the Dark Lord and Potter hanging around finally gave him the chance to move on. It wasn't like he'd ever be completely healed but at least there were days when he felt nothing instead of pain.

He'd gotten a job working for the ministry which involved him researching and advancing potions as well as making new ones. He'd even made and contributed several spells to Hogwarts and other schools. Anything to keep him busy. The job required him to travel every now and again, and he'd been gone for two and a half weeks from the manor. In fact it was quite a surprise when he woke up and went to the inn's breakfast and actually didn't have to listen to one of Draco's whores talking about how good he was in bed over his morning coffee. Yes, the break had been very nice but he was happy to be back. It had to have been 1 in the morning or later and Draco had been sitting in the parlor drunk as hell. He'd told Snape that his parents had been released from Azkaban but passed out shortly after and never told him as to why it had happened. This morning he would get answers from Draco hung over or not.

Snape snarled his nose up upon entering the breakfast parlor. There was a woman sitting with her back to him across from Mrs. Malfoy. Not even a woman actually. The odd creature had canine ears and a long fluffy tail that poked out from the chair's seat. "Narcissa." He greeted slowly, taking a seat at the head of the table, two down from the women. "Severus! Oh it's so nice to see you!" Narcissa exclaimed, why did she look so relieved to see him? Must be the hooker across from her. "Like wise Mrs. Malfoy... you know, if I may be so bold, your son has less disregard for manners that I previously thought. He simply left you here with his prostitute?" The man shook his head and took a bite of toast. "Actually Severus it's ok becau-" He held up a hand, "No need to explain Narcissa, I have gotten quite accustomed to this and I'll take care of it." She quieted down as his statement, thinking perhaps it was best if Mai would explain. However looking over at the newest Malfoy she could see that she was beyond furious and wouldn't explain anything. "It is quite obvious you are not wanted here young lady. I will make sure Draco sends you your pay not kindly leave or at least have the decency to go somewhere else." Severus demanded, taking a slow drink of coffee. Mai stood up in a hurry with her large ears pinned back crossly, knocking over her chair in the process as she went to limp off. "Severus! That is no way to speak to her!" The matriarch admonished, standing to scurry over to the clearly injured young lady. Snape was far too distracted by the site of her to hear Narcissa at all. Draco had always roughed his whores up a little but she looked like he'd deliberately beaten her. A long sigh was drawn from his lips and he stood, "Come. I'll get some potions to fix her up. None of us need an angry pimp coming around and-" "I AM NOT A BLOODY PROSTITUTE!" She screeched, cutting him short. Narcissa was so panicked she jumped back from the girl and almost fell over. Even Snape showed outward surprise. For some one so docile so far he hadn't imagined her temper snapping.

Again he sighed and straighten his face and robes. "Fine, you don't want to be called a prostitute. My apologies." He snapped, cross that she'd shown such disrespect toward him. "Severus she truly isn't a prostitute... she's Draco's wife..." Narcissa hissed, looking quite agitated. Severus paled and looked at Mai stiffly, suddenly it all made sense to him. Malfoy men were demanding in marriage and he'd often seen Lucius punish Narcissa for even the smallest of things as newly weds. They'd gotten into some bad rows but he'd never really harmed her this horribly physically. Mostly spankings and even locking her in the cellar. Severus pursed his lips, "I'll take care of her from here Mrs. Malfoy, I assure you she'll come back healed." For a moment the elder Madam Malfoy didn't look happy about the idea and the younger one paled. She obviously didn't want to go anywhere with him... but he wasn't asking. Without any care for either woman's opinion Severus took her none too gently by her injured arm and lead her helplessly behind him. He knew very well she wouldn't be stupid enough to jerk back and attempt to hurt him... or herself, that gravely.

Keeping a steady gait was difficult as he struggled not to jerk the woman's limp arm. She obviously had some function in it but not enough to do even the smallest of movement without at least minor pain. He ungraciously swooped her down the hall towards the cellars. Over the years at Hogwarts he'd become accustomed to life in the dark musty underground. Not only that but it kept his potions in prime condition. Potions he used for both research and cleaning up Draco's messes... such as this. He groaned inwardly. Usually this was easy. Sex between the two parties may have been rough but it was consensual. Severus had a strong feeling this was not the same case as with the hookers. While maintaining a certain snarky air around her, he could tell that she was agitated and frightened. Her steps were cautious and if he hadn't have been pulling her by an injured arm he was certain she would be causing a fuss. Mrs. Malfoy senior had followed them for a little while, trying to tell Severus to leave it be and that Draco wouldn't be happy with interference but eventually she'd given up. It was obvious that Snape could turn a deaf ear and block out anything, simply do what ever he preferred.

Once he'd successfully navigated the tiny creature to his rooms he felt good enough to release her arm. Carefully the girl eyed the door. Her large grey eyes were focused on it, while her ears remained perked and stiff in his direction. The potions master wanted to chuckle at her clear discomfort, but thought better of it. "Take off your robes." He said simply, trying not to upset her. When her face went from a lovely ivory color to a beat red, stone cold grey eyes locking on him, and ears flattening... Severus knew he'd failed to do so. He leveled his own eyes with her in a challenge. "For the last time damn it I'm not a whore!" She hissed in a dangerously low tone. Now he couldn't help but roll his eyes. "You are obviously injured. If you do not remove your clothes I can not treat you properly. Now do as I say before I loose all patience with you girl." His voice was thick and demanding. He would have nothing but submission. Unfortunately the logic seemed to make perfect sense and as much as she despised the thought of being naked in front of another male she reluctantly began to shed her robes. Snape minimally helped her, tugging the arm from it's sleeve and almost visibly winced. Her clavicle was poking angrily at her skin, threatening to surface if forced any more. The man was surprised she had any function at all! Anger reeled in the pits of his stomach at Draco. It wasn't like rape was beneath him... hell it wasn't beneath any of them. Not after what the death eaters had done at their "meetings". What bothered him most was the fact Draco and his family had been let off easy and here he was trying to fuck it up again. How many things could he save the kid from?! It was frustrating. Snape himself felt more like a baby sitter than he did at Hogwarts. Cleaning up whores and mending his apparent new wife. He groaned and pulled out his wand and started levitating different jars and vials his way... he needed to start charging for this shit.

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From the second she'd laid eyes on Severus Snape she knew without a doubt he would dislike her. Even if she was perfectly agreeable. His face simply held that bored and belittling look that said her desistance didn't matter and any attempt for her to prove other wise would only serve to piss him off. But what was it exactly that tipped her odd to that? There was the multi-layered all black cloak and waist coat that made his appendages look like a bat in flight; then the way he didn't look at her with those fierce onyx eyes but instead straight through her; the jet black hair that clung to his neck; the rigid posture. So what was it? Everything. Every damn thing about this man said that he would come to hate her with a passion. Not that Mai was exactly expecting to find friend in this place. It would be a cold and miserable existence for her until she either died or broken mentally and gave in to the odd ways of human life. At the rate Draco was going she saw the first option being extremely plausible. In fact if it weren't her life on the line she'd find it slightly amusing. Only because her mother would throw a fit and demand pay back as if she ever gave a damn about Mai in the first place. The girl could just imagine her red faced and yelling at Draco while standing over her own dead body and crying like Mai meant something. Mai had never meant anything to the woman and the idea alone was scenically comical.

She watched in interest as he floated things toward him with a sour yet lazy disposition. Mai had never seen wizard magic. She'd heard that some of her people had left their world and hidden their true species to practice the ways of the wizard... but to see it up close with her real eyes was different. He was quiet and diligent as his supplies dropped onto the table with soft clinking noises. His wand then turned on her, only to get a foul look and manage to scare her into backing up a few steps. With tight lips he trained the wand on her, "I must cast this spell. Unless you prefer I do a diagnostic exam physically." There was this tone of stark and cynical indignation to his voice. He knew as well as she did that the less time his skin touched hers the better. Begrudgingly she turned her head away from the direction of the door and over to the wall... it was as good as it was going to get. With a wordless flick of his wand a soft white glow shone from the places under her skin that were damaged. It tingled in a way that she couldn't decide if was comfortable or painful. Noticing her discomfort the large foreboding man made quick work of removing the spell and grasping a few jaws. "Luckily for you, most of the wounds are on the surface of the skin..." He trailed off and Mai just knew it couldn't be that easy. "But it appears I will have to reset your clavicle." She could almost hear him groan in annoyance at the very thought of having to help her. Why would he bring her down here then? "Do they pay you to do this or something?" She said snidely. Her ears pinned as she silently cursed herself for sounding so rude. But her was entitled to such foul emotions. For goodness sakes she'd been brutally raped and beaten less than 24 hours ago!

Surprisingly the man didn't seem to mind. "No. Though I'm most certain I would be a rich man if they did... Now be STILL!" He demanded as he struggled to put an eye dropper to her cuts. It burnt and hissed angrily as the skin pulled together and reformed. "That is perplexing." He mumbled, going to his knee in order to inspect her flesh further. "Those bracelets impede your magic do they not?" He asked, running a firm and smooth hand over her taught belly. A nod was the only response she offered. "The depth and severity of the wound would usually scar slightly before healing over. It appears there is something hiding the scar..." His voice trailed off and he didn't look up at her. She was glad because he would have noticed the guilt all over her face. Before she knew it another spell left his wand and Mai hissed as the magic pressed through her body and forced it's way through her veins. It swirled and searched at an agonizingly slow pace. Mai knew that he was looking for her glamor charm. Any indignation she really did have magic. After several minutes of awkward silence and extreme discomfort from both the magic searching her and the potion Snape was using to heal her, a faint white light concentrated around the base of her ear. His eyes locked with hers. Mai hoped that she didn't look as utterly mortified as she felt as the rose to his feet looking very much like a predator. Slowly, cautiously, his hand snaked out and gently moved the fur. Upon feeling her flinch at the contact he took a firm hold on her ear and leaned in to get a closer look.

From this close she could smell him so strong it made her head spin. There was a distinct smell of alcohol on his cloak and something Mai was very familiar with. Hashish. That and pot were often used on the islands. Mostly by spiritual leaders to give "visions". Other scents clung to him too, worm wood, dragons flower, and various potion ingredients that she couldn't place. Over all it gave him a musty, almost humid sent. His hands finally found what they were searching for and Mai attempted to growl at him. "What exactly, is this?" He asked very slowly, sounding genuinely perplexed. He'd totally ignored her warning growl. "It's an ear ring! Have you never seen one?" She hissed, trying to swat his hands from her. It earned her nothing but a nasty pinch to the ear. Were all wizards physically violent when they didn't get their way? If so they were more like the Toitaz than they thought.

He observed the tiny jade ear piece as gently as possible, despite her squirming. It was a shining green oval with a tiny black eye in the middle. The entire thing wasn't even the size of his pinky finger nail. "Of course I've seen and ear ring you silly bint. However the spell I just cast was to locate any magical objects on your person. Again I ask, what IS this." His tone was now stern and demanding. It was hopeless to lie about it now. "It hides my scars. As long as the ear ring stays on, no one sees, or feels, the scarring underneath. Wait! What the hell are you doing!" She practically screeched. His hands were making quick work of the clasp. "Did I not just express that I didn't want it remo-" The man silenced her with a deadly glare and tugged the tiny gold piece that held the jewel in place.

Severus made it a point not to pity anyone. It did them no good and only caused him grief in the end. Besides who would want pity from and old man such as himself. But as he pulled the ring off of her ear and stepped back, both shock and pity were hard not to openly express. He'd suspected that the woman was simply vain and didn't care for the few blemishes on her skin, choosing to hide them instead. Snape was very wrong in his assumptions. The first thing he noticed, since his eyes were already there, was a little more than a third of her large canine ear disappearing. The edges around the cut were rough, as though it'd been bit from her very head. Her face was left fairly unblemished, aside from a tiny white scar over her eye lid back to her temple. From her neck down the sight only got worse. Long gashes from what appeared to be claws ran down her neck and over her breasts. Tiny, circular, white scars dotted her hips and lower legs along with a large raised zig zig over her belly that was a light red. He circled her back and tried to hold in a gasp. Criss crossed scars covered her entire back along with several purple askew round scars from both whips and electric shocks. Before he could stop himself he spoke, "What the fuck happened to you?" He asked more so to himself. "I was used as a pit fighter. Successfully killing over 2,000 creatures in a span of less than a year and a half." She spoke so normal and bluntly. It was like she was saying her own name, or when she was born. "You enjoyed this?" He asked cautiously, it was obviously the wrong response. Her turned on her heel and flattened her ears, showing off her impressively sharp teeth. "I was drugged and force to take the lives of countless innocent people. Even when I fought the drugs I was whipped and shocked until I complied. I prayed for death, tried to throw fights, tried to die but it NEVER came! Now I am permanently damaged both mentally, and physically with not only scars but deep down in my nerves. I take potions daily to stop uncontrollable seizing. If THAT is your idea of enjoyment then yes I bloody LOVED IT!" By the time she was done she was screaming. All for the sick enjoyment of vampires, wizards, Toitazs, and werewolves. Bloody, disgusting, gory entertainment.

Temporarily disarmed by her temper, Snape did nothing but stare. After a few silent moments he took a breath. "I can reverse your scarring over time if you please." He said coolly, back to being a total ass. Mai perked her ears and tilted her head, "Why would you assist me?" He only grunted in response and turned to her with wand in hand. "I need to reset your bone. To answer your question I'm very unfortunately given the task of fixing all of Draco's toys." He sneered and pointed his wand right at her. A sickening crack rung through the room and immediately dissipated her anger toward him for calling her a toy. She went to clutch it but he smacked her hand away and pressed three vials into her hands. "Drink them and redress. Mrs. Malfoy is expecting you to return to breakfast." He'd suddenly lost all appetite for anything but liquor. Hesitantly she sniffed each one and swallowed. The first started working on her shoulder right away, the second healed what was left of her gashes, but the third did something curious, it tingled all over on her scars. Silently she turned to the mirror to see the thinnest and smallest scars were gone. "It will take almost a month to heal them completely, though I'm unsure if I can do anything about your ear." He pressed the small jade ear ring back into her hand and tried to avoid watching as she put it in and dressed herself. They'd surely given Draco a beautiful wife, scars or not. Almost female perfection. Quickly the ex professor turned away and walked off, he didn't need her to see him sporting an erection if one came. He could hear Draco yelling upstairs, screaming actually, and he sighed, "And Mrs. Malfoy, do attempt to be more behaved around your new family, they do not take well to insubordinate. It would be in your best interest to simply... give up."

Ok so for once in my writing life I am not sure where to go with a story. There are two ways this can work out and I have a plot for both. So you decide! (Wow am I doing something not bitchy and selfish for once? Wow go me!) Anyway, Mai can end up with Draco or Snape. I'm personally Snape crazy right now but I've always been Draco crazy... any who tell me what you think! Thank you for the reviews, currently my browser is being a bitch and will barely navigate the site so I'll put personal responses to your reveiws in my next chapter. Thank you!
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