TWWS 04
Title: The World With Shrimp
Author: Feygan
Fandom: BtVS/Harry Potter
18. part eighteen
.
He had been summoning Snape for days and He was getting angry about
the lack of response. He expected His followers to give instantly into
His demands.
Lord Voldemort paced His private chamber as He lashed at Severus Snape
with the Dark Mark. There were the echoes of screams in the stillness
and He knew that Snape suffered. The Mark was still connected, which
made his failure to respond a purposeful defiance.
He was in the midst of sending Snape a great amount of pain when there
was the sudden sensation of being struck hard, a sharp thrust right
between His eyes and back into His brain. He gagged hard.
He staggered and lost His footing, but He didn't feel himself hit the
floor over the shattering experience overtaking Him.
Pain, fear, AGONY, and the red red rush of He didn't even know what.
Sensations so intense that He saw them as blazing colors and there was
the taste of copper pennies on His tongue.
He was drowning and flailing and there was no way to cut himself free.
He tried to retreat, gathered up all of His strength and tried to rip
away from that grasping, clawing grip. He could feel himself TEARING
apart and it was unbearable torment.
Then came the bottoming sensation. It felt as though He'd fallen down
a deep well and waiting was some hungry thing that began to chew at
Him, to gnash the flesh from His bones.
He didn't even realize He was SCREAMING until Lucius appeared above
Him with a horrified expression.
Then there was the rushing red of a stunner point blank.
Relief. And darkness.
.
.
Xander licked his lips and smiled.
Puppy was sleeping now, exhausted from all that he'd suffered. He'd
barely held awake long enough to ask what had happened.
"Never invite a vampire in," Xander whispered again, then laughed. He
held out his hand to Parrot. "Come here."
He dragged her onto the bed where Puppy slept and they fucked
passionately next to him. Xander laughed when Puppy's body jounced up
and down yet he didn't wake.
Xander fairly vibrated with stolen strength and already he wanted more.
There were other Death Eaters with their Dark Marks all tying them to
their master. And Xander didn't have to worry about damaging them
because he didn't care for them the way he did Puppy.
The thought of ripping the magic out of wizards sent a wave of
excitement through him, and Parrot cried out in pained pleasure. He
would suck down power until he burst, and still take more.
Until Lord Moldywort was begging for death.
.
.
Harry woke with a scream, writhing and clutching his bleeding scar.
Nothing could stop the pain, not the strongest potions or spells.
He screamed until his voice gave out and those watching were nearly in
tears. Eventually he lost consciousness.
The Order was relieved. For a few hours.
Author: Feygan
Fandom: BtVS/Harry Potter
18. part eighteen
.
He had been summoning Snape for days and He was getting angry about
the lack of response. He expected His followers to give instantly into
His demands.
Lord Voldemort paced His private chamber as He lashed at Severus Snape
with the Dark Mark. There were the echoes of screams in the stillness
and He knew that Snape suffered. The Mark was still connected, which
made his failure to respond a purposeful defiance.
He was in the midst of sending Snape a great amount of pain when there
was the sudden sensation of being struck hard, a sharp thrust right
between His eyes and back into His brain. He gagged hard.
He staggered and lost His footing, but He didn't feel himself hit the
floor over the shattering experience overtaking Him.
Pain, fear, AGONY, and the red red rush of He didn't even know what.
Sensations so intense that He saw them as blazing colors and there was
the taste of copper pennies on His tongue.
He was drowning and flailing and there was no way to cut himself free.
He tried to retreat, gathered up all of His strength and tried to rip
away from that grasping, clawing grip. He could feel himself TEARING
apart and it was unbearable torment.
Then came the bottoming sensation. It felt as though He'd fallen down
a deep well and waiting was some hungry thing that began to chew at
Him, to gnash the flesh from His bones.
He didn't even realize He was SCREAMING until Lucius appeared above
Him with a horrified expression.
Then there was the rushing red of a stunner point blank.
Relief. And darkness.
.
.
Xander licked his lips and smiled.
Puppy was sleeping now, exhausted from all that he'd suffered. He'd
barely held awake long enough to ask what had happened.
"Never invite a vampire in," Xander whispered again, then laughed. He
held out his hand to Parrot. "Come here."
He dragged her onto the bed where Puppy slept and they fucked
passionately next to him. Xander laughed when Puppy's body jounced up
and down yet he didn't wake.
Xander fairly vibrated with stolen strength and already he wanted more.
There were other Death Eaters with their Dark Marks all tying them to
their master. And Xander didn't have to worry about damaging them
because he didn't care for them the way he did Puppy.
The thought of ripping the magic out of wizards sent a wave of
excitement through him, and Parrot cried out in pained pleasure. He
would suck down power until he burst, and still take more.
Until Lord Moldywort was begging for death.
.
.
Harry woke with a scream, writhing and clutching his bleeding scar.
Nothing could stop the pain, not the strongest potions or spells.
He screamed until his voice gave out and those watching were nearly in
tears. Eventually he lost consciousness.
The Order was relieved. For a few hours.