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Gift for: deirdre_aithne

From: bk7brokemybrain

Title: Fear of the Forgotten
Characters: SS, NL
Rating: Gen, PG
Warnings: dark!Snape
Summary: Snape has been preparing himself for the Second War.
Notes: Third Year canon


Albus made me pull a cracker with him at Christmas lunch. Inside was a paper facsimile of Augusta Longbottom's vulture hat, which he wore the rest of the afternoon, the provocative bastard.

What troubles me is not his attacks on my dignity - that is unassailable after building up such a thick skin over the years - but that Longbottom is so afraid of me that a Boggart should take my shape. He should have no fear, not an inkling of dread concerning me, beside the usual hatred toward a teacher who excoriates him regularly in the classroom. I've taken great care to Obliviate each encounter. There should be no residual emotion.

I'm not a man who wishes to die. I made a horrible mistake once, and then again indenturing myself to Dumbledore. The Dark Lord made his choice between Potter and Longbottom. Since I cannot touch the one, I will use the other.

I've heard the whispers of His return. It's coming, and I am preparing, strengthening for that day. I've done Darker things.

Longbottom stoops over another filthy cauldron, scrubbing away the hours of his detention. Once he is mindless with exhaustion, then I sidle up behind, point my wand at the center of his being and whisper, “Parasitus Magus.” I sup on the ephemeral stream of power that issues from him. He is Pureblood, an only son, and a virgin. He is delicious. He will never miss the fraction of his birthright that I steal, never know just how strong he was meant to be, never know how much a hero he was in the destruction of the Dark Lord.

“Oblivio....”