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Who: Severus Snape
What: Reviewing the evidence
When: GrownHP
Why: Because for right now, a quiet heart is safer then a loud one, and very soon he’s going to want to collect hearts?
( In a jungle of the senses, Tinkerbell and Jack the ripper; love has no meaning, not where they come from but we know pleasure is not that simple. Very little fruit is forbidden, sometimes we wobble, sometimes we're strong but you know evil is an exact science- being carefully correctly wrong…priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals; everybody happy as the dead come home. Big Black Nemesis, parthenogenesis. No one move a muscle as the dead come home. We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans, centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us. We drink elixirs that we refine from the juices of the dying. We are no monsters, we're moral people and yet we have the strength to do this…this is the splendor of our achievement- call in the air strike with a poison kiss... )
What: Reviewing the evidence
When: GrownHP
Why: Because for right now, a quiet heart is safer then a loud one, and very soon he’s going to want to collect hearts?
( In a jungle of the senses, Tinkerbell and Jack the ripper; love has no meaning, not where they come from but we know pleasure is not that simple. Very little fruit is forbidden, sometimes we wobble, sometimes we're strong but you know evil is an exact science- being carefully correctly wrong…priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals; everybody happy as the dead come home. Big Black Nemesis, parthenogenesis. No one move a muscle as the dead come home. We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans, centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us. We drink elixirs that we refine from the juices of the dying. We are no monsters, we're moral people and yet we have the strength to do this…this is the splendor of our achievement- call in the air strike with a poison kiss... )
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He lets his words trail off as he takes a seat across from the desk in the headmaster's office. His hand rubs across his dark mark.
"Planning to answer that soon, Lad? It's starting to itch."
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Severus feels very much like the child he was once that couldn't breath because the rage was too strong.
"Don't you dare." He warns him. Don't touch Sebastian. Don't even put his name to your lips. He's mine. "...the old man can wait. My school is more important."
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He's so comfortable here. Wherever here may be. The darkest corner of Sev's mind. An illusion, a memory, something that is real because the emotions make him real.
"I warned you did I not? I warned you to put your pet on a leash. I warned you that he was dangerous. Now, look what has happened. This is how you treat my sister's son? She gave him a fighting chance to survive outside a world of burning marks and masks, and this is what it's led too? A mauled boy in a bed, last words out of his mouth is about your pet, and calling out for you. Tsk tsk, Severus, how did you let this happen?"
He waits for a moment. Let's it sink in. Then he adds in a soft tone, "Did he attack him because he was following him as you instructed, guarding the child as you instructed, or do you think it's because he smelled like you? You should ask him. Ask your dog if it was your son's blood that drove him into a frenzy."
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He turns, grabbing Amycus shirt and hauling him to his feet. He doesn't know if he pushed him or threw him against the wall. It was something he always wanted to do. It was something he should have done those years ago. The first time Amycus dared to turn his wand on his students. The moment he dared to take the school and turned it into ( ... )
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