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A/N: What will happen next?? What will Sev,
Albus and all his friends do?? Will Harry hold out??
You gotta read on to find out!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Severus sat near the
window sill of Harry’s room in Albus’
home, musing with a face darker than a thunderstorm cloud as he looked out, a
copy of the Potter lineage family tree rested on his lap. Almost every few
minutes, he would quickly shoot a glance at it, making sure that Harry’s name was still on that tiny little branch seated
between the branch of his parents’ name that were crossed out, heaved a sigh of
relief before looking out again, repeating this action over and over again.
Ever since the news of Harry’s sudden disappearance was made known to the public,
the media was on a roll. Every paper in the wizarding
town caught word of it and was spreading like mushrooms popping out of a clear
field after a night’s shower, like daisies on a spring morning, making every
literate citizen start to question the safety and the competency of the
Ministry. Percy, who was last seen with Harry by Harry’s
escort, was immediately taken into questioning both using the Veritaserum and using the Pensieve
to view his last memories, but they both prove that he was elsewhere when it
happened, indicating an insider, and an imposter at that. The Aurors then discovered Apparating
residue within Harry’s room, further proving their
theories. Everyone else was then questioned, but so far they could not come up
with any suspects. Cornelius tried to pacify the press and insisted that
everything was under control, but those who knew Cornelius and the Ministry for
what they really are, it was far from the truth.
Severus’ predicament was
not made any better either. Despite the fact that he had brought Judith as the
person to procure the potion to him forward to the Wizengamot
court as proof to at least lighten the sentence and have Aaron, Rachel and
Rebecca as his witness upon hearing Judith’s confession, their decision still
stood. Without evidence of the bottle of potion (which unfortunately Severus
had thrown away after he and Harry consumed), they could not prosecute Lucius as being the person who gave the potion to Judith
and they adamantly refused to perform Legilimens, let
her consume Veritaserum or extract that memory from
her mind under the basis of her being a minor. Severus could tell that they
refused to do so for fear of being proven wrong and look stupider than they
already were from Harry’s disappearance, and that
they must’ve been bribed to deny all procedures that would help Severus just a
little bit, but he also could tell that unless he was in a social standing on
par or above Lucius, he couldn’t do anything about
it.
The students, especially
the Slytherins, were, in one way or another, quite
sad to see him go as he packed all his belongings from the office and the staff
dorm and left. He maybe a mean old bat and a greasy old git,
but no one taught better in this subject than him, and despite the charges
against him that caused him to lose his job, no one in Hogwarts blamed him,
much less Hagrid, because of what they knew and
understood about his true feelings towards Harry. He wasn’t much in a mood to
have any sort of farewell gathering of sorts after he heard about Harry’s disappearance, but before he left, he was being
sent off by all the staff with goodwill. Hermione, Ron, Draco and Remus did pay a visit to him at the Snape
manor to offer their support though, but it was not exactly enough to ease his
burdened heart over the fact that his little beloved could be or may have
already been in the clutches of the mass murderer Riddle. The only person
probably glad to see him go was Horace Slughorn who
gladly accepted his reassignment as Potions Master and Head of Slytherin by the Ministry back into Hogwarts.
Due to the disappointing
results of the Ministry’s careless response towards Harry’s
disappearance and their search for him, or lack thereof, some of the more
prominent Aurors, namely Kingsley, Moody and Tonks, conspired together to go out on their own private
search and rescue team. After much discussion with Albus,
they soon create ‘The Order of the Phoenix’ based on Albus’
pet phoenix Fawkes to give them a boost of confidence and power. They have
decided to use Severus’ manor as a base of operation and will conduct their own
investigation on the possible whereabouts of Riddle while keeping up a loyal
façade in front of the Ministry. Those recruited were:
Sirius Black (for his connections with
the aristocrats for information)
Fleur Delacour
(for her family being neighbours with Harry’s French relatives, who were already relocated by the
Ministry, and being urged by the Ministry to keep a lookout
on Riddle’s appearance)
Aberforth Dumbledore, Albus’
estranged brother (for working as bartender in Hog’s Head in Hogsmeade, which was a good source of information)
Arabella Figg, a
Squib living in the Muggle world (for her connections
with some of Harry’s Muggle
relatives besides the Dursleys and her lookout for
Riddle’s appearance)
Mundungus Fletcher (for his involvement in petty
crimes and being an informant for Albus on certain
occasions)
Remus Lupin (for
his tracking skills as a half-wolf)
Rubeus Hagrid (for
his brute strength once it is needed to battle against Riddle, and his obvious
endearing affection over Harry)
Arthur and Molly Weasley
(for their connections with Hermione’s parents who work part-time as their
informant from the Muggle side)
Bill Weasley
(for his skills in curse-breaking and information-gathering from his line of
work in the bank)
Charlie Weasley
(for his social skills with foreigners in obtaining information)
Hermione, inspired by
the Order, decided along with Ron to create their own band of ‘vigilantes’, so
to speak, mainly due to the injustice of Severus’ expulsion from his post in
Hogwarts and of Harry’s unfair transfer of custody.
Gathering those who were changed one way or another by Harry, Hermione and Ron
created ‘Dumbledore’s Army’ to boycott against Horace’s position in Hogwarts
and demand the Ministry to not only do a better job looking for Harry
(supporting the Order secretly at the same time) but also to return Albus’ parental rights over Harry. Neville and Colin were
the only non-student part of the Dumbledore’s Army and while the Order have
their meetings at Snape’s manor, the little juvenile
band would also secretly Floo to the manor by the
prompting of Neville and Colin via firecall,
discussing plans over tea and crumpets in the servants’ lounge, before the Old
Married Couple updated Draco on it whenever they went to visit him. Those who
volunteered and were recruited from Hogwarts were:
Hannah Abbott (whom Harry helped calm
her nerves over her exams by sneaking out some Calming Draught from Poppy’s
cabinet the day before)
Katie Bell (whom Harry prevented from
touching her book that was cursed by the Slytherins
with an Inferno curse)
Susan Bones (who felt guilty and sorry
for Harry’s plight thanks to her aunt’s verdict along
with the Wizengamot on Severus)
Terry Boot (who joined mostly because
he was infatuated by Hermione, but was generally sympathetic for Harry)
Lavender Brown (who joined mostly
because of her infatuation with Ron, but was a sucker for true love and
Severus’ love for Harry moved her)
the couples Cho Chang
and Cedric Diggory (whom Harry helped to get back
together from their lovers’ spat)
the couples Michael
Corner and Ginny Weasley (whom Harry helped to
match-make together)
Marietta Edgecombe (who had always
wanted to rebel against her mother who worked in the Ministry and was a blind
loyal follower to Cornelius through and through)
Justin Finch-Fletchley
(whom Harry rescued from being bitten by a snake that was put in by the Slytherins as a prank for being a Muggle-born)
the couple Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas (whom Harry helped to
match-make together as well)
Anthony Goldstein (whom Harry helped
him discover his happy thoughts, making him succeed in creating a Patronus and pass DADA)
Angelina Johnson (whom Harry helped her
realize her uptight ways in Quidditch)
Lee Jordan (who joined mostly to
impress Angelina, but genuinely sympathetic towards Harry’s
plight)
Luna Lovegood
(whom Harry befriended and helped from being bullied)
Ernie Macmillan (whom Harry helped and
encouraged in his studies for the exams and involved him in study groups with
Hermione and Ron)
the twins Padma and Parvati Patil (who joined because of their sisterly affections
for Harry—and rivaled each other for the boy’s attention when he was
around—when he comforted them for not getting Valentine’s Day gifts by making
chocolate tidbits for them)
Zacharias Smith (whom Harry
surprisingly was able to put up with his haughty, irritable attitude and
ultimately changed him for the better)
Alicia Spinnet
(whom Harry often nurses of her wounds whenever she takes penalties during Quidditch)
the twins Fred and
George Weasley (for their ability to snag
information from anywhere, especially while working in their pranks and joke
shop).
“Severus?”
Severus broke out of his
muse as he heard the grandfatherly voice of Albus
calling him. One look at the old man’s face and Severus knew it was time for
one of the Order’s meetings. Sighing, he pocketed the parchment and followed
behind Albus to Floo to the
Snape manor, where everyone was waiting at the lounge
for the both of them.
“What
news of the search, everyone?” Albus asked as
he settled down on his seat, with Severus following suite.
“A few more murders here
and there as we speak, I’m afraid,” Kingsley sighed. “It seems that ever since
we’ve relocated and hidden the remaining Potter bloodline, he had decided to go
back to his roots of killing off non-pureblood wizards and witches and their
families.”
“He seemed to have
started a trend on his victims now,” Tonks said in
disgust. “Every time he killed someone, he would leave behind one of their body
parts behind intact and would carve an alphabet on in for us to see. When we
arranged the alphabet chronologically to its appearance, it spelt
V-O-L-D-E-M-O-R-T.”
“Voldemort?” Arthur wrinkled his nose. “So now he’s
giving himself a new name ‘Voldemort’? That’s rather
egotistical of him.”
“No surprise there,
love,” Molly grimaced. “He is known
for showing off his works.”
“He had just recently
killed a Muggle-born and his entire family in a Muggle playground just yesterday evening,” Arabella noted, “and eliminated an entire playground of
witnesses. I got there almost too late. The whole place was filled with bodies
barely recognizable. I had to watch as the Ministry came over to clean up the
mess and alter all those who had survived and seen the attack.”
“You wouldn’t be able to
do anything anyway if you got there any earlier,” Moody chided. “No offense,
but you being Squib would only send you to your grave if you went there by
yourself.”
“None taken, but I still
feel that if I had found out earlier, at least I could warn the family instead
of letting him kill all those innocent little children.”
“I’ve been hearing words
around Knockturn Alley that this Riddle guy, or Voldemort as you say his new name is, is seemingly
recruiting people,” Mundungus, or known as Dung to
some, revealed to the group. “Rumour has it the
recruiter could possibly be Voldemort’s underling Wormtail, and there have been tales of seeing a certain
blonde aristocrat coming in and out of that shady alley as well.”
“I’ve heard whisperings
of it as well in the midst of all this Voldemort talk
between customers,” Abeforth noted.
“It’s Lucius! It has to be!” Severus growled. “I’d bet my fortune
he is the one behind all this and is making allegiance with that murdering
bastard.”
“We believe so too,”
Kingsley nodded in agreement. “But unfortunately Lucius
has bought off the entire Ministry to waver off any suspicion against him.
Trying to find incriminating evidence against him is like trying to ask a cat
to cast the Killing Curse on itself.”
“So we are just going to
let him go free and do whatever he wants while Harry is possibly in his
captivity??”
“Easy there, mate,”
Charlie said, trying to pacify Severus and calm down. “We know you’re upset and
worried about Harry, but it’s not the moment for you to lose your head here.”
“Hmph,”
Sirius snorted. “For all we know, that Potter boy might be dead already.”
Everyone turned to glare
at Sirius. They knew they have dragged Sirius against his will to join in the
Order when he claimed to want nothing of the sort, preferring to booze off and
enjoy his sex with Paprika, but if it weren’t for Paprika herself urging him to
join, he wouldn’t even be here, and Sirius seemed to be enjoying his time
making them miserable of their choice to include him in the Order.
“What?” Sirius raised a
brow. “C’mon, don’t tell me you never thought at least once that this is a wild
goose chase.”
“He is not dead, Black.”
Severus gritted his teeth. “You take that back right now!”
“Oh, come on, Snivellus, just let him go already. With that murdering son
of a bitch, Potter is as good as dead. There’s no point in trying to get him
back once he’s with…”
“You’re wrong! His name
is still on the lineage family tree! He’s still alive, I know it!”
“That bloody old thing?
Don’t kid yourself, Snivellus. Sooner or later,
someone will find Potter’s body dumped in a ditch somewhere and the Ministry is
gonna cross out his name, synchronizing with every Auror’s parchment, including this one. There is no point in
this stupid Order. Let’s just focus on getting the bad guy rather than chasing
after some sniveling boy!”
“Sirius,
now is not the time for pessimistic arguments like these…” Tonks
tried to reason with her cousin, but was cut off by Severus brandishing his
wand dangerously at Sirius.
“You will take back what
you said, right NOW!”
“No can do, Snivellus,” Sirius chuckled, not the least bit perturbed at
Severus’ threat. “You know it yourself too. You know, deep down inside, there
is no hope of saving Potter. You know that sooner or later, you will hear the
news of his death and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Shut up! SHUT UP!! That
doesn’t prove anything! I know my Harry! He will live! He will survive this
until I come to rescue him.”
“Oh, just bloody stop
it, Snivellus. Accept the fact. He’s as good as gone.
Let him go.”
Everyone held their
breath as they watched the intense scene unfold between Sirius and Severus,
long time archenemies that go way back since Hogwarts when Sirius played the
first prank on him. Neither of them dared to whip out their wand in case they
made the situation worse, but neither of them dared to come up to pacify them
for fear of Severus aiming his wand at them instead.
Surprisingly, Severus
lowered his wand and aimed a sharp punch at Sirius’ nose before stomping out of
the room, leaving the latter to bleed and curse at him. Everyone heaved almost
a sigh of relief as nothing serious happened, but they could not ignore the
fact that despite them being concerned for both Harry’s
wellbeing and Voldemort’s rise in terror, Severus was
affected the most from it.
“Nice going, Sirius,”
Bill scolded as he picked Sirius up from the floor when he fell off his chair
from the punch. “Why not tell him to prepare a body bag while you’re at it.”
“Not my fault he can’t
face the truth,” Sirius grumbled as he nursed his nose, holding it to stop the
bleeding.
“You still owe Severus
an apology,” Tonks chided in. “He didn’t deserve
that, no matter how much you hate him.”
“Oh, grow up, will you, Nymphadora?”
--:--
Severus walked silently
towards his personal stash of scotch and poured himself a drink. Usually he
would never drink those because it reminded him of his abusive alcoholic father
who drowned himself in it, and had it there as a reminder that he should not
ever end up like his old man, but right now, he couldn’t care less. He needed
something to ease his pain and he needed it now.
“Gonna
share that with me, Snivellus?”
Almost immediately,
Severus turned to glare at him. Sirius looked back at him in a bored look,
totally unperturbed by Severus’ threatening dark orbs that could spell a
thousand deaths to those caught unaware.
“It’s not nice to hog,
you know,” Sirius said casually as he came forward to him, his hand reaching
over for a glass and waved it at Severus’ face, eager to have some of his
scotch. Severus had wanted to snap at him, but something in the back of his
mind thought that it wasn’t worth it anyway.
“It’s not fair to prey
on other people’s weaknesses either, Black,” Severus muttered as he poured some
for Sirius. Sirius saw it wasn’t enough and pushed Severus’ hand down to pour
some more.
“Come on, share, Snivellus, share. There ya go. Much better.”
Severus rolled his eyes
as he pulled away and poured himself a glass. Sirius chugged down half of its
content and let out a satisfied burp.
“This is good stuff, Snivellus. I didn’t know you’re holding out on me with
this. I might just enjoy coming here for those damn meetings.”
“What are you doing
here, Black?” Severus grumbled as he took a sip of his scotch. “Come to gloat
at me for my pathetic situation, like you always do back in school?”
“Those buggers made me
come here to apologize to you. It’s already boring enough to sit through that
stupid meeting and make futile plans to defeat that murdering bastard, now they
had to force me to tap into my conscience and come make amends with you.”
“Then don’t. I do not
accept half-hearted apologies and insincere gestures.”
“Seriously, Snivellus, what is your obsession with that kid anyway?”
Sirius wrinkled his nose in annoyance. “There are more fishes in the sea than
clinging onto that little brat who was already used to begin with.”
“He’s the only person I will
ever love, Black,” Severus shot a cold look at him. “He always had a way of
making our situation brighter. I always gave him a hard time, but he always
pulled through. He had done so much for me. He tolerated my attitude, listened
to all my orders, never complained much and he sacrificed so much for my sake,
even willing to carry my child even though he knew he would face expulsion from
school. It’s not something you would understand if you never have someone to
love.”
“Come on, Snivellus,” Sirius snorted. “Wake up and smell the brandy. You
know no matter how much you want him, unless he comes of age, people are still gonna think you’re a fucking pedo.
Besides, even if you do get him and do live happily ever after, you’re still gonna end up looking more like his father than his lover. We
wizards may have a longer life span than Muggles, but
still, let’s face it, you’re gonna die first before
he does, and what would leave him? Your kids? Your money? Please!”
“This…This is not fair…”
Severus muttered to himself, not really listening to Sirius’ rants. “He…He had brought
so much joy into my life. There’s never a dull moment when he’s around…I…I
can’t believe the Ministry would do this to him, to us…And that Voldemort…Why…? Why did he have to…?”
“Hey, haven’t you
listened to a word I said? You’d be lucky to find him in one piece! Of all the
people you had to be infatuated with, you had to choose this kid whom you don’t
even know is still alive!”
“Fuck you, Black! FUCK
YOU!” Severus shouted, losing his control as he grabbed Sirius’ collar. “What
is it with you?! Why do you always taunt me? Why do you always insist on making
my life miserable?! You and your stupid Marauders always find ways to torture
me and make me hurt! Do you hurt me that much?! What have I done to deserve
your malice?! What have I done to make you treat me like such an ASSHOLE?!”
“I don’t hate you.”
“Wh…What?”
“I don’t hate you. True,
I might be what you say I am, but I never said I hated you.”
“Then why? Why do you
insist on…”
“Because I knew right
from the moment I saw you that you will have a life so much better than I am.”
“What…What are you
talking about?”
Sirius grinned as he
downed the last drop of his scotch and made a refill. He cat-walked
slowly towards Severus and leaned close to him with a smug smirk on his lips.
“Remember the first time
we crossed paths with each other? It was when we met in Hogwarts Express,
remember? Remember when I accused you of banging into me before James and my
buddies came over to tackle you down?”
“Of course I do,”
Severus cringed at the memory. “You said I gave you a concussion and I told you
that I never done such things, only for you, James and Pettigrew pile up on me
like I was a bloody sandwich on rye. What’s that got to do with…”
“Not many people know
this, but I am a Seer just like that loony Trelawney. But unlike her who sees
it only whenever the situation forces her to, mine is more refine, more clear,
and seen every bloody waking moment of my life. Her pessimism made her see
death and destruction all the time, and most of it is never accurate, but when
she is in that crazy-ass trance, her predictions are 100% spot on. For me, it’s
never sure. Whenever I have a vision, there is always a possibility that
something happens in real life that changes the outcome, then I will get
another ending to my vision, although weirdly I could never see my own future. That’s
the downside of my ability, thus I never pursued her career and try to drown
the visions with alcohol. Why do you think I’m such a boozer?”
“Then…what really
happened in Hogwarts Express…”
“It happens when once in
a blue moon, I get a definite 100% spot on vision. When I saw you, it was like
a full-blown collision against the wall or something when I saw you definitely
going to have a life that is destined to be better than mine, but with many
tribulations on the way. That’s why I bullied you. I was jealous of that
definite future you will have and I wanted to make you miserable for it.”
Severus stared at him,
slightly speechless as he saw this new side of Sirius. He felt a little awkward
knowing that their rivalry was based on envy, almost like how Harry got into
this mess because of his friend’s jealousy. Slowly, he let him go and turned
his back on him, sipping whatever was left of his scotch. Sirius sipped his and
chuckled.
“Do you want me to let
you in a secret?”
Severus ignored him.
“The day I went to that
Potter boy’s first birthday, I had another definite vision again. The minute I
saw him, I knew there and then that he will be the one to change your life,
that he will marry you and be the best ‘wife’ you’ll ever have. Little Potter-Snape. Ridiculous,
isn’t it? Now that he’s in the hands of that son of a bitch, I’m starting to
doubt whether it was really a definite vision or just the booze talking.”
Severus trembled, trying
to hold back the tears as hard as he could. He had never cried, not even after
he had escaped from the tyranny of his father. He swore to himself never to cry
for anybody except his mother—even that, he only cried just enough at her deathbed—and
the years with his father when he was alive had trained him to be a cold,
expressionless man. No one in Hogwarts could move him, except Albus who was almost a godfather to him. He was stationary,
standing tall and proud among his colleagues. Unmovable.
Unbreakable.
But now everything has
changed. This night, after almost weeks of worrying over Harry and horrified
over the thought that his name would be crossed out, he cried. He could feel
his salty tears trickling down his sallow cheek. He tried unsuccessfully to
lower his head and let his hair cover his teary face but Sirius saw through it.
Tentatively, Sirius came up to him.
“Oi,
oi, Snivellus,” Sirius said
as he came up to him. “Don’t go all sobbing over me now. I thought you’re
smarter than that to fall for my drunken talk.”
Severus covered his
sodden eyes with his hands, quietly sobbing to himself. Sirius was the last
person he would want to see him break down like this, but right now, whether it
was because he was totally broken through and through or it was because of the
booze, he couldn’t care less. He needed to let it all out before it consumed
him and turned him into a mirror image of his father.
“Get out, Black. Leave,”
Severus hissed in his choked voice as he leaned against the table, one hand
hugging himself while the other kept on his eyes as
tears fell even more.
“Hey, if it makes you
feel any better…” Sirius said awkwardly, scratching his chin. “I don’t see his
death. Not yet, anyways.”
“Out, NOW!!” Severus
snarled, then tried to control his trembling breath as
he forced himself to speak calmly. “Please…”
Sirius left with his
drink, leaving Severus to slump to the floor and let out muffled wail after
wail as he buried his face on his knees, sobbing for all its worth.
A/N: Yes, I know this is not how the Order of the Phoenix
and Dumbledore’s Army was created, but this is AU, remember? And it took me
forever to research on the names and exact members joining the Order (although I
know there are more members in the Order, but I decided to put in the ones that
are in the reconstituted Order that existed in OotP and
the DA. So please lay off comments on that. Yeah…Sirius, not helping here! Poor
Sevvy-poo~! TT_TT Reviews plz
if you want to read more~!
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