Fires [part II]
Title: Fires
Rating: T
Summary: Severus learns the hard way that bloodlines show up when you need them, not when you want them. Aka: genetics are a bitch. creature!Snape [Severus-centric with a SSRL(snupin) flavor.]
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter.
[Part I]
II
Of course they wouldn’t be punished. The next morning left Severus with the bitter tastes of ashes in his mouth; James had carried him to the infirmary, after he’d almost bled to death in the shrieking shack. Alright, maybe not to death, but those claw marks had been brutal, Madam Promfrey hadn’t been able to get them to heal without a scar. Severus touched the new additions to his body almost reverently. It was proof, he told himself, proof that Black had been trying to kill him and that all his animosity wasn’t unfounded.
He was still angry though. Dumbledore hadn’t seen fit to punish them, to punish Black for his stunt. Attempted murder! How was this not serious enough to warrant an expulsion? He knew he wasn’t being unreasonable, Dumbledore was just playing favorites…like he always was.
Resting on the hospital wing bed, Severus felt, acutely, the absence of Lily’s visit. They might not have been best friends as they once had been, but he liked to think that she would still be concerned for him. He shook his head sadly, turning the page of his Potion’s text. She probably didn’t feel the same as he did for her; the willingness to give her his life, his love, and everything in between. He was the darkness to her light, and perhaps he was the only one that recognized that.
Severus Snape swallowed thickly and turned his mind elsewhere, like why Pomfrey had asked about burns on his body. He couldn’t remember much from the night before, except that he had been consumed with the need to protect himself.
Protect but not kill. Even the werewolf didn’t deserve death.
Black might..
[ Part III]
Rating: T
Summary: Severus learns the hard way that bloodlines show up when you need them, not when you want them. Aka: genetics are a bitch. creature!Snape [Severus-centric with a SSRL(snupin) flavor.]
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter.
[Part I]
II
Of course they wouldn’t be punished. The next morning left Severus with the bitter tastes of ashes in his mouth; James had carried him to the infirmary, after he’d almost bled to death in the shrieking shack. Alright, maybe not to death, but those claw marks had been brutal, Madam Promfrey hadn’t been able to get them to heal without a scar. Severus touched the new additions to his body almost reverently. It was proof, he told himself, proof that Black had been trying to kill him and that all his animosity wasn’t unfounded.
He was still angry though. Dumbledore hadn’t seen fit to punish them, to punish Black for his stunt. Attempted murder! How was this not serious enough to warrant an expulsion? He knew he wasn’t being unreasonable, Dumbledore was just playing favorites…like he always was.
Resting on the hospital wing bed, Severus felt, acutely, the absence of Lily’s visit. They might not have been best friends as they once had been, but he liked to think that she would still be concerned for him. He shook his head sadly, turning the page of his Potion’s text. She probably didn’t feel the same as he did for her; the willingness to give her his life, his love, and everything in between. He was the darkness to her light, and perhaps he was the only one that recognized that.
Severus Snape swallowed thickly and turned his mind elsewhere, like why Pomfrey had asked about burns on his body. He couldn’t remember much from the night before, except that he had been consumed with the need to protect himself.
Protect but not kill. Even the werewolf didn’t deserve death.
Black might..
[ Part III]