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[Dark lord steel]

I withdrew my hands from you and kissed you lightly, nodding in understanding. Scrubbed myself roughly before climbing out the bath, hoping you were waiting outside as I got dressed. Forcing the bath to disappear, I walked out the bathroom, my hair still a little damp.

 

[tuttiteia]

Standing against the wall outside the bathroom. Taking dirt out of under my nails, wasn't a pleasent sight.
Taking my hand through my hair, getting it in place and the way I wanted it to be. Rolling up my arms as I didn't want to feel the wet sweater on my skin. I needed to change it, was already feeling a bit cold of the wet clothes. Coughing, and just closing my eyes for a second trying to thing about something disgusting instead of your naked body in the bathtub.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I smirked as I watched you, slightly pink as I noticed the minor change in your physiology.

"We can take a trip to Azkaban if you want. It's meant to devoid anyone who goes there any feeling of happiness or pleasure."

I said quietly. Not really embarrassed by you, but more by myself. I adjusted my hair as the water had been dripping down my back.

 

[tuttiteia]

I laughed and shook my head.
"I'm up for the adventure." I said sarcastic. Walking over to you, holding around you.
All I wanted was to rip your clothes off, but I made my brain think about puke and deep wounds instead.
I sighed, as I looked around. We were here to learn, and all I was concerned about was Wyatt and what was going on with him.
The big picture was more exciting than Hogwarts and breaking some school rules. And you, I could be with you every second of the day. We didn't need to kiss all the time, I just liked hanging out with you and I liked that my friends liked you. And like you were a part of our "gang".
Smirking at you. But relasing that I had to go to some classes to not fail. This year was important, with the o.w.ls coming up. Swallowing away my worries about failing.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I held you back as I chuckled. "It'd be interesting to see what my mother makes of you."

I swallowed slightly, my throat bopping with the movement. Hearing your thoughts had my fingers curling on your back, although I smiled lightly.

"You won't fail your exams Eric. Neither will I, but I can give you any information you might need before an exam."

I could tap into my father's memories through our bond, or at least the ones he let me see. And he'd already promised to get me through my exams, given how wrapped up I was with his affairs.

 

[tuttiteia]

I nodded quickly. "Let's hope not." Smiling shortly.
Clearing my throat. Looking around, taking your hand.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I squeezed your hand as we walked along, and a bell went in the distance.

"That's for break... right?" I asked confused, as I'd completely lost track of the time. People started pouring out of various classrooms, and I frowned. I hated crowds.

 

[tuttiteia]

"Yeah, probably lunch." I bit my lip as I saw the crowd coming.
Well, at least it was time for food. I was getting hungry.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I looked at you with raised eyebrows. It was that time already? Sighing, I turned around, even I not arrogant enough to walk straight into a moving crowd and expect them all to make way for me.

"Shall we go down, or do you want me to scout out Wyatts room first?"

I asked you quietly, wondering what you'd say.

 

[tuttiteia]

"Let's just go down." I smiled at you. Holding your hand as we walked to the great hall.
"I can do that another time."

 

[Dark lord steel]

I looked at you slightly surprised "You want to do it do you?"

I said quietly, although there really wasn't much risk of us being overheard in this hustle of the crowd. I resisted the urge to jinx some guy that brushed past, despite him being bigger than both of us.

 

[tuttiteia]

"It will be more suspicious if there is a girl in the boys quarters." I said quietly.
"If I get caught, I can have an explanation." Clearing my throat. Finally getting inside of the great hall.
Walking towards the Slytherin table. My friends weren't here yet. And not Wyatt either. I let go of your hand as I sat down.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I shrug "Not really, news is going to get out pretty fast that we're an item."

I saw Malfoy sitting down with a slight sneer on his face, and I rolled my eyes, sitting next to you.

"He knows already if you're wondering why he's being like that."

I explained to you. Malfoy seemed to think he was entitled to me, and I scowled, sharply drinking a glass of wine.

 

[tuttiteia]

"Why is he acting like that anyway?" Wrinkeling my eyebrows. Looking around at the lunchtable.
Fetching something and putting it on my plate. Taking a small bite, just to check it was good.
Seeing more Slytherin's approaching, one of them Wyatt. I tried to have an normal face, a poker face.
Also Ryan and Alex coming, Freddo walking in their heels.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I sighed "He`s probably just jealous and pissed off. Lucuis had likely been pushing him to stay in my good books to stop himself from being executed, so if he tells his father we currently aren`t speaking and I`m dating a different death eaters grandson he`ll be for the high jump."

I explained, not looking at him. I grabbed some creamy dessert thing although cringed as I bit into it.

"Ugh. Definately not, I hate coffee."

I made it disappear with a wave of my wand, having been talking to myself rater than you. I chuckled slightly as you tried to maintain a neutral expressoin with Wyatt approaching, and he threw me a glare before sitting down, thankfully out of earshot. Ryan and Alex soon followed, sitting next to us.

"Did you find anything?"

Alex whispered and I nodded, saying I knew he was Snapes son. I kept a mask of mild interest though, as if you were all talking about something I considered beneath me but I didn`t want to say as much. As to alievate suspicion, so anyone who saw it would just assume it was some teenage nonsense.

"There`s two possibilities: one, that he`s trying to subvert the death eaters by changing the information in Snapes reports, but if he has any sense at all he`ll know this will get his father killed sooner or later, although that could be intenional. Two, Severus is feeding the death eaters incorrect information and Wyatt is adjusting it to be correct, but this does then raise the question of how he knows the information is incorrect."

I explained quietly, still maintaining that mask, as if we were discussing what homework we should do tonight or which teacher we dislked the most. I felt my father listening closely, and I tapped on his mental shields. His chuckle echoed through me slightly as he opned them by a fraction.

"What do you think?"

I asked him, and I felt him thinking about it, weighing up all the possibilities. I waited a few seconds for his answer, and frowned at the nagging headache starting to mount at the edge of my mind.

"I think your initial analysis is likely the most accurate, although either is a distinct possibility. I definately think Severus could use a night out for some fun, regardless of whether he`s loyal or not. It might even give him a sunnier disposition, god help us all."

I snorted from amusement, although it probably came across as quite bizzare considering there was nothing funny going on. Blushing from embarrassment, I said to you that my father agreed with our plan to take Severus out on a date, and the others looked seriously confused.

 

[tuttiteia]

"Well, then we need a good plan." I cleared my throat.
"I don't know if using Wyatt's mother is so smart." Wrinkeling my eyebrows.
"Maybe if she was in dangerous he would come for her..." Mostly just thinking for myself, but instead I said it out loud.
Looking around, checking if Wyatt was watching. "We could go to meet his mother. You could take control of her." I looked at you.
Biting my lip. "Use her against both Snape and Wyatt..." Shrugghing. "I don't know, just an idea." Swallowing a bite of food.

A flashback of Snape's first meeting with Wyatt's mother:

Walking in the rain, his heart felt broken as the glas that was spread down the street.
Close to crying his eyes out. Lily. Gone. Dead. Swallowed away a big lump in his throat.
Opened the door to the bar, threw himself onto the chair in front of the bar. "One whisky." He twanged.
Looking into the table, not taking a glance up at the bartender. Shaking a bit of the cold, his robe was soaking wet.
"Here you go." said the lady. Smashing the glas in front of him. Grunting a thank you. Drinking all in one shot.
Clearing his throat and shaking a bith of the high alcohol intake. He sighed. "Are you all right?" she said in an Irish accent.
He nodded slightly. "One more please." He wasn't himself, not the normal Snape. Snape that was sly, mysterious and grumpy weren't here tonight. "If you say so." and she poured him another drink. He lifted his glas up as a cheers to her.
Finally he looked up to see a gorgeous woman, with curly, frizzy, thick red hair. It reminded him a little bith about Lily. The tairs was coming closer. She was wearing a flowery headband around her small head. Green eyes, just like Lily's... And the tairs came. He was lucky the bar was almost empty, just a man asleep in the corner. If there was more people here, they all would know who he was.
He sobbed into his robe, trying to hide is face.
"Oh dear Lord, are you okay?" She ran out of the bar and to him. Taking a hand on his shoulder, he jumped a little.
"I'm sorry, but Sir are you okay?" She swallowed heavily. He could hear her empathy. If he wasn't so heartbroken he would have snapped at her and been angry. He felt humiliated of himself, but he couldn't hold it back, not this night, not after hearing about the death of Lily. When it was his fault...
Holding over his mouth, trying to mute his sobs. She helped him up and to her appartment over the bar.
Poured him a glas of water and made him sit down in her bed. Rubbing him on the back to comfort him.
She went downstairs to lock the door to the bar, letting the drunk man countinue to sleep.
Then returned to the bedroom. He kissed her softly, just to see her reaction. She kissed him back.
And this night, they slept together. He was lonely and she wanted him.
Thinking of Lily as he kissed this woman, touching her body and holding her hair.
When they were done, he layed in bed, looking up at the ceiling and crying silently.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I frowned as I considered how I'd find Wyatts mother. His birth certificate was a good bet, and I said as much to you. It should be in the school records, which should be in Flitchs office.

"We could do, but I'd have to look into her mind first to see what relationship they had, if any. That should help us gauze what do to next."

I bit my lip as I frowned deeply. It all depended on how they felt about each other, and how they'd react to each other once more.

 

[tuttiteia]

I nodded. "Yeah, that's a start."
Looking over at the gryffindor table. Lifting myself up a little to see over everyone.
My siblings, I had to talk to them. I swallowed and looked at you.
Kissing you at the cheek. "See you later. Gonna talk to my siblings." Standing up after I kissed you, walking with determinded steps.
"Can I talk to you?" Looking from my sister to my brother. They nodded and we walked out of the great hall.
Sitting down at one of the benches outside. I cleared my throat and was a bit nervous.
"Ehm.. how is she?" Looking at them with big eyes. My sister was cute and innocent, not a bad bone in her.
"She is good, but she missed you." Her sad eyes made it sting in my heart. "Thank you sis. I want to talk to Phillip alone."
She nodded and went of, bounching up and down as she ran.
Phillip didn't look at me, I held his chin and lifted his head so we had eyecontact. He was nervous.
He shook me off, but still had his head lifted and was slightly looking at me.
"He is mad." he said shortly. I nodded in answer. "It's bad, brother." He shook his head in disapointment.
Itching my neck. Fuck. I felt sad. "But she is okay? Stable?" Biting my lip so hard it started bleeding.
"Yes. They sent her home with a lot of medication. Been told to relax and not stress. But man, it's scary. She stresses a lot because of you. And... it's the reason it went wrong in the first place." He was ashamed of what he said. I putted my hand on his shoulder, petted it a little. "I know, I know." I was ashamed too.
"Thanks for telling me. Something more I need to know?" Looking into his eyes, both of us had sad eyes.
"Well, I don't think they are going to let you come home. Mum is more soft, and will probably accept it.
But, it's going to go bad if you don't fix it." He stood up from the bench, hit me friendly on the back and walked away.
I was left sitting there alone, with my head in my hands. I grunted and sighed.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I nodded, my jaw clenched slightly as I thought on what to do. Frowning deeply, my father told me not to do anything that would jeopardise my position, not if I wanted to stay at Hogwarts anyways. Which brought something else up; considering I would never need to work for a living, my grades could simply be forged by one of the members we had hidden in the ministry of magic. If I did need to kidnap Wyatt, it'd obviously compromise my position here, but I'd probably enroll in Durmstrang instead, given how supportive it was of our ideas. What if we both went to Durmstrang? You'd get to meet your extended family, both of us would be treated like celebrities... it wasn't starting to sound too bad. And I wouldn't have to put up with Harry Potter. Still, you had friends here that I was sure you'd miss, and there was your siblings. Who I was sure wasn't going to approve of our relationship.

I decided to go and find you as I saw your siblings return, and it didn't take me long to do so. Noticing how dejected you looked, I sat down next to you.

"How is she?"

I asked softly, hoping it wasn't the worst. It was unlikely, but I didn't want to completely rule out the possibility only for it to be true.

 

[tuttiteia]

I looked up at you. Felt exhausted. Leaning my head on your shoulders.
Staying quite for some time before answering. I sighed.
"She is okay, but she going to get another seziure if she doesn't relax."
Swallowing away the lump. "She got blood clots in her lungs, her heart is weak..." I went silent.
I hadn't thought about what happend if she died? I didn't even want to think about it.
Even if I was mad at her and dad, she was still my mother. She always cared and loved me whatever I did.
I shook my head and took my head in my hands again. I had to go to her? Didn't I? But, when dad wasn't there.
Talk to her, make her calm down and I probably had to lie. Tell her I stayed out of trouble, that you didn't excist in my life and that I hadn't contacted my grandparents. Tell her she was right to keep me away from them and their world. But then again, she was my mother and would probably see through my lies. I did end up as a Slytherin and not as a Gryffindor as they wanted, so well I wasn't really their golden boy.
Or was she naive enough to believe me? Because she loved me and wanted me to be like she wanted. This was getting complicated. It would kill her if I didn't talk to her... It could be too late if I waited too long.
My life wasn't the worst, but heck yeah it was a lot that was going on.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I stroked your hair as I listened to you, matching you in sighing. At least that was one problem I didn't have with my father; he'd already died once and come back, and given how arrogant he was it was clear he had confidence that he could do it again. I wondered what it'd be like to have to worry about your parents death, as I really didn't care what happened to Bella, having never met her since I was a baby.

"Are you going to see her?"

I wondered if your siblings might've said something, or had accidently let it slip that we were at least hanging around. I had gone to collect your sister after all, and if they wanted you to stay away from dark magic, finding out you were dating the heir of Slytherin would've likely gone down extremely badly.

"If they know about us... would you like me to show up? If only so I can answer their reaction."

It'd probably cause more stress for your family if you lied and they realised that, as they wouldn't know how deep or not you were involved. Still, even if I turned up, maybe it'd be best to miss out the garden party, having my father visit your room before going a murdering a bunch of people, having him infere to you that we were lovers... maybe it'd be easier to go with the ministry lie and say he was dead. It'd only be a problem if he decided to show up, but that'd probably cause a bigger problem of your mother having a heart attack.

 

[tuttiteia]

Taking my hands in front of my face. I grunted.
"Yeah I need to, just to calm her. She think she failed me, and well she did. But that's not her fault."
Rubbing my face and looking at you. Feeling tired and sad.
"I'm sorry Lileath, but I'm going to keep that from her. I won't tell her the truth." Looking down at the floor.
My elbows on my knees, and holding my head up with my hands.
"My siblings and I have promised each other not to tell our parents what ever happens at Hogwarts.
We just tell about the good stuff." I swallowed.
Shaking my hair as I stood up. Sat down again fast, took one foot over the other. Leaned back and closed my eyes. Wasn't relaxed at all, just exhausted.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I nodded, glancing away from you. "It's fine, I understand." I replied, my voice rather hollow. It wasn't your fault how your parents were, and I certainly hated it when people blamed me for my parents actions, but it still wasn't easy to hear that they thought of me as some kind of monster. Who knew, maybe I was, although my father kept stubbornly claiming I wasn't one. Still, maybe this was how you felt, that you'd never truly be accpeted by my family. Except my family tended to kill anyone who crossed them even remotely.

I sighed and leaned back. I knew I should've been more supportive towards you, but what could I say? There was nothing I could do that'd make this situation any easier, and it was partially that knowledge that kept me in the combination of a sad, upset and generally angry mood, although I tried to hide it from you. You already had enough to deal with.

 

[tuttiteia]

I took my hands around you from behind. Hugging you thight.
Holding you for a while, letting go as I saw Ryan coming towards us.
"Hi." He looked from me to you. Swallowing, looking nervous. "I know you don't like Megan, Lileath." He cleared his throat.
"But she has some information about Wyatt." Shaking his foot, he seemed extremly restless.
"As she has slept with him.." He blushed and itched his head. He was hoping from an answer from you.
"And don't be rude to her. Or scare her away... please Lileath. Then she won't tell us." He looked away as he said it.
I nodded and looked at you.

//

Back at Eric's parents house:
"Finally home!" Joseph said and let go of all the bags. He smiled from ear to ear and took out his wand. Making the bags go upstairs. He loved being home again so he could use magic. Just as fast as he stepped out of the house he needed to act like a muggle. He missed living in the wizard world sometimes. But he could never go back.
Jessica didn't say a word, she walked silently inside and sat down on the chair. She was heartbroken.
Eric hadn't showed up yet or sent a letter. She went over to the sink and puked. Drank some water.
"Are you okay?!" Joseph said with a high voice. He was too overprotective at the moment, it was nice of him but too much.
She nodded and went upstairs, and to bed. Laying down fully clothed, staring onto the ceiling.
Out of words and energy. Her heart beating fast, the world was spinning around and had eaten in forever.
Was it like this to be depressed? She felt empty. She couldn't cry or speak what she felt. Just empty.
Maybe she just had to let him go? Let him live his own life and do what he wanted. She couldn't keep him locked up, locked out of the horrible wizarding world. She swallowed, her throat was dry like a sandpaper. Her eyes was red and burning like she had chili inside of them. Fever and red cheeks. Coughing, shaking and weak like an old woman. Either she died or she forgot him, and lived on.

 

[Dark lord steel]

I closed my eyes and entwined our fingers as you wrapped your arms around me, but I stepped away from you once I heard Ryan approaching. I scowled as he mentioned Megan, but at least it wasn't Sophie.

"I could force the information out of her, it wouldn't be difficult. But we'll get her to talk the usual way if you'd prefer."

In fact, it'd probably be easier than having to not threaten or insult her. Judging by your nod, you didn't want me to pin her down and extract the information, which I felt my father bristle at. He probably thought I could use the practice, not that I'd be torturing her.