Death Eater 1: I think I know why the Dark Lord doesn’t want us to use his name.

Death Eater 2: What are you on about now?

Death Eater 1 : I was talking to my french cousin. Apparently, ‘vol’ means flight and 'mort’ is death. His name is basically 'Flight of Death’.

Death Eater 2: Be quiet! Someone might hear you!

Death Eater 1: Who names themselves 'Flight of Death’? Teenagers, that’s who. No wonder he doesn’t want anyone using it. I’d be embarrassed too.

Death Eater 2: Would you shut up! You’re going to get us killed!

Death Eater 1: I wonder if he also regrets the Dark Mark - skulls and snakes, he definitely wasn’t going through a phase…

Death Eater 2: If anyone asks, I don’t know you.

Death Eater 1: I didn’t even want to be here! Don’t worry, if we get in trouble I’ll just get a toddler. It’ll probably work even better than a baby …

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Summary: The dark lord being the evil pure-blood maniac ordered all his death-eaters to capture half-bloods and muggle-borns and torture them to death. Severus being one of Voldemort’s most trusted follower was entrusted with something different. Out of the many methods of being immortal, one was to produce an heir. He wanted an heir. But him being incapable of producing an heir he gave the job to Severus who carries the blood of the Prince family. But the woman who shall carry the child is unwilling to give in. 

Snape being the gentleman we know would never hurt anyone unless absolutely necessary. Especially with it being a woman. Instead, he put all effort into brewing a potion which will need just the blood of the father to produce a child. 

***

It was just another midnight death eater meeting. Muggle-borns being killed and tortured ruthlessly. The dark lord closed his eyes and was deep in though when he was pulled out by a familiar voice. 

“You called for me, my lord?”

“Ah Severus, yes. You keep providing me with your loyal services and bring me valuable information but this time I need more. Much more.”

Seeing that he was waiting for an answer Snape replied.

“Of course my lord. Whatever you desire.”

“You know what I most desire Severus. You are a clever man. On my mission of being immortal stand several barriers. I have been trying various methods but one remains….an heir. I need you to deliver me one.”

The sociopath was trying various ways to achieving immortality but an heir was not something he had yet considered. Severus scanned through the risks and dangers of agreeing. While he also was reminded that if he denied, the dark lord’s suspicions would rise and his cover would be blown. Leaving him with no option, but to agree.

“Anything you order me to do my lord. May I request the details?” 

“There is a woman about whom a prophecy has been stated. She possesses the power to destroy me, but we need to turn that against her. Although the blood that runs through her veins is muggle blood, the power needs to be put to my use.”

Severus could see this heading to nowhere good and he prepared himself for the worst that could happen. 

“The woman shall be captured and brought here tomorrow by Bellatrix. And I will need you to impregnate her as soon as you can. Of course she will be unwilling to submit herself, but do what you will have to. Details of this task must remain between the Malfoys, Bellatrix, you and me, only. Do you understand, Severus?”

“Yes my lord. I will try my best.”

“Good, you may depart. I will meet you here tomorrow by 11.”

With a slight bow Snape disapparated back to his house on Spinner’s End. How was he going to do this? Forcing himself over a woman just for the need to producing an heir. There has to be another way. 

Covered in a slight layer of cold sweat, he rushed to the fireplace and Floo called Dumbledore to convey the dreadful news. 

***

In a few minutes, the headmaster was in Severus’s living room. 

“What was so important, Severus?”

“Take a seat, you might as well need it.”

Albus did as told as Severus sucked in a deep breath and sunk down on the chair opposite the older man. 

“There was a meeting and the dark lord has assigned me a task. Which apparently is a way of making him immortal.”

“What is the task.”

“A prophecy has been stated about a woman with the power to vanquish the dark lord and he wants an heir. An heir whose mother must be the said woman. He needs me to do the deed. With her being unwilling and possibly a muggle-born.”

A heavy and tense silence settled in as Albus was deep in thought about the news he’d just received. 

“What do I do Albus?”

Severus asked with the look of a helpless and defeated man.

“You will have to do it Severus. If not, you will be exposed and all effort would be in vain. I will think of an alternative and let you know. When will you have to do it?”

“Tomorrow night. 11 pm.”

He whispered gravely and looked into Albus’ curious blue eyes. 

 “I am sorry my boy. I would offer my assistance if I could.” 

“Sorry does not make it any better Albus.”

***

The time had arrived. He had no other option but to do as said. With clammy hands he put on his death-eater robes and mask and apparated to the Malfoy Manor. 

The place was empty, cold and deserted. He scanned the hall for any sign of the dark lord but he was no where to be seen. 

“Severus. Follow me.”

It was Lucius. Severus followed him down to the dungeons, passing cells with prisoners and house-elfs, and stopped in front of a wall at the end of the dingy corridor with cells on either side. With a wave of Lucius’s wand, the stone wall ahead vanished revealing a large room where he was met with a horrendous sight. 

In front of him stood the dark lord, Narcissa and Bellatrix. The lunatic witch was knelt over a woman and carved the infamous slur ‘mudlood’ on her pale flesh. Shrill screams and cries echoed through the room and resonated across as Severus watched with his emotionless mask on. 

His eyes widened by seeing who the woman was. 

“Ah just in time Severus.”

Said the dark lord as they all turned his attention to him. 

“The woman has been obliviated so she forgets her past and herself. You know what to do. You shall have your privacy. Lucius and Narcissa will be around if you must need anything.”

With that the 4 of them left of the room. Leaving Severus alone with the woman who was sobbing profusely. 

“What are you going to do to me?”

She whimpered and stared up at Severus. 

“I don’t want to hurt you. But I need your help for that. His orders are for me to impregnate you. But I cannot do that. There is another way.”

She stared at him with an unfathomable expression. Of course, who would want to bear the child of a filthy man like him. It was understandable. 

“Are you not one of them?”

“I am. I cannot reveal anymore to you. I will try my best to create a potion which will not need us to do the deed, but will get you to bear a child.” 

“You must not disclose this to anyone.”

With that Severus walked away to a corner of the room and pulled out a small leather pouch from his pocket and enlarged it. 

It was a cauldron and several bottles and viles of ingredients. And with that he got to work and began brewing while the woman silently stared at him with respect. 

***

After hours of work over the cauldron, Severus looked at the woman to see she was asleep on the floor. That was when he realized how long he had taken. He took slow steps towards her and gently shook her awake. Her eyes flew open as she realized where she was and bolted up. 

“I’m sorry, I was tired.”

“The potion is ready. Would you like taking it now or at another time?”

“I’ll take it now.”

With a quick nod he walked to the steaming cauldron and dropped in a few drops of his blood in the  potion after making a small cut with a kitchen knife. The potion boiled and turned a deep shade of crimson. 

After pouring the liquid into a narrow small vile, he handed to the woman who stood opposite him. 

“Will it work?”

“It will.”

She brought the vile to her lips and emptied it’s contents. Will a relieved expression she faced Severus and said.

“Thank you very much”

He averted his eyes and nodded. 

“Anything for you Lily”

The red haired woman in front of him look up at him and smiled warmly at him. Those green eyes that bore into his soul. 

***

THE END

Should I make a part 2? 

**This idea just popped in my head over breakfast and also my very first imagine so it might not be the best**

Voldemort arriving at Godric’s Hollow:

Voldemort: And I brought you myrrh-

James: Thank you!

Voldemort: *unmasks* MYRRH-DER!

James: *gentle, sassy gasp*

Voldemort, NO-

Petrichor- Ignis Aurum Probat || Hermione x Slytherin! Fem! Reader.

Warning: Implied Abuse , bruises. 

Remember that this series deals with dark themes.

***

Time was a very weird concept. How it could feel fast yet very slow was something beyond Y/n’s comprehension. Though every time she felt like analyzing it, the thoughts would drift away to a time that she’d rather not live again. 

She looked out the window at the countryside they were currently passing through as Eira calmly purred on her lap. It was nearing sunset so the sky was a beautiful shade of yellow and purple with clouds scattered all over. The light green meadows and dark green hills made her sigh in content, wondering if a bushy-haired Gryffindor was also enjoying this serenity or had her nose buried in some book she smuggled from the restricted section. 

Draco looked at her with furrowed brows to which she just rolled her eyes and waved him off. He rolled his eyes back at her in reply and went about talking some shit that she didn’t have the energy to pay attention to. She knew it wasn’t any good anyway.

She closed her eyes and rested her head against the window briefly. 

It was thunderstorming. Y/n could hear her heart pounding in her ears. She knew what awaited her once she reached her destination and she did not have much time to stall, like she was doing at the moment. 

A faint sound made her look towards the hall’s entrance with baited breath. She clutched the floo powder tightly before loosening her grip when no movement could be detected towards where she stood. 

This was exactly why she could not stall anymore.

Grabbing a handful of powder she took a deep breath and stepped inside the fireplace. 

“12 Grimmauld Place” 

Her voice was all but a whisper. Letting out the shaky breath she was holding in, she let the floo powder fall. 

She had cast the muffliato spell in the hall as soon as she had entered and could only hope that no one in the house took notice of her absence. And hopefully she’d be back by noon so that she could be excused as having gone for a walk in the woods. 

Floo travel wasn’t her go-to travel method, she’d much rather fly on a broom. But alas, she couldn’t have muggles spotting her and it would be quite a long journey. Not to mention, the utmost secrecy of what she was doing from everyone around her. 

It just took a second, but the second was a whirlwind before she landed in the dusty fireplace of the old manor. A coughing fit caught hold of her, courtesy to not having travelled through floo much and also the extra layer of dust that always seems to plague this place.

By the time she had opened her eyes, quite an audience had assembled to see who had tumbled through the old fireplace in the wee hours before the crack of dawn. 

And before she could even find words to utter, she had several wands to her throat. 

“Who are you?” Tonks asked, making sure to stare the intruder down. 

Once the facade of her calmness came back to her, she answered in a polite manner but her voice still held a bite,” Greetings to you too, cousin.” 

Nymphadora only narrowed her eyes even more before someone pushed her aside. Quite a tired-looking Sirius Black came within her vision, limping a little due to the new metal leg he had procured from the fight in the ministry not that long ago. 

Y/n lifted her eyes quick enough before it could be considered “rude” to stare at his injury,” Greetings to you as well, uncle.” 

He just stared at her for a couple more seconds before nodding his in acknowledgement. 

“Sirius, who is this intruder?” Arthur Weasley asked, eyes flickering back and forth between the two of them. 

Sirius sighed, glancing at the girl once more in case she wanted to be the one who answered but her silence was enough to convey the message,” This is Y/n Y/l/n. A distant cousin’s daughter.” 

“How am I related to you?” Tonks questioned, finally lowering her wand but still keeping it ready,” I’d like to know in detail.” 

“Yes, Y/n , tell us.” George chimed in,” Details are very important of course” and Fred finished. 

Y/n hadn’t interacted with the twins directly but their friendly teasing tone to a stranger unnerved her.However, she ignored that and answered,” Do you know someone named Nagai Y/l/n? Your mom and her were quite close as far as I recollect, along with aunt Cissy.” 

A look of recognition falls upon Tonks,” Yes, she’s a name I’ve heard a couple times in my life.” 

“Splendid. I’m her daughter.” Y/n did not bat an eye to the gawking expression a few were giving her in the room, simply turning her attention to Sirius Black. 

She noticed Lupin standing at the back of the room was analyzing her. She expected that much and didn’t let it bother her much. 

“She’s also the Slytherin Prefect by the way” a voice called out, turning out to be the redhead’s she has grown to know quite well, even if it wasn’t through direct interactions. 

“You still hold that against me, I see.” Y/n rolled her eyes in annoyance.

“Why, of course, it is. It’s vital information if you ask me. Gives a lot more perspective to your…” he paused, a look of disgust taking over,” upbringing, to put it lightly.” 

Y/n just narrowed her eyes at the boy before her attention was diverted by Arthur speaking,” Uhm, Ms. Y/l/n. You still haven’t stated your purpose for a visit this late into the night” 

“Yes, dear. What are you doing here? And Sirius, why are you so quiet?” Molly asked, finally breaking her silence. 

Molly was on guard with having someone from Black’s side of the family standing in the room, but she couldn’t ignore that this was a child as well. 

“Would you like to state your purpose for the visit in front of everyone?” Sirius asked, turning to you. 

You nodded,” I want to join the order.” 

It was dead silent in the room. Y/n trained herself to look everyone in the eye, just like she had been taught to since she was a child. 

“And why do you want that?” Lupin asked, slowly walking towards where the slytherin was standing, still covered in soot right outside the fireplace. 

“Because I want to defeat Voldemort.” 

Lupin’s and frankly every adult’s surprise at Dark Lord’s name spoken without hesitation was evident.

Lupin cleared his throat before continuing,“And what about your family?” 

“They know nothing of this. And I am going to keep it that way until I finally cannot.” 

There was a fire in Y/n’s eyes that Lupin could not ignore. He glanced at Tonks who looked like she was waiting for him to finish his bit before she could jump in.

And once he relaxed his stance a bit, she took over,” And what use would you propose you have to us?” 

“That’s a bit crass” Molly muttered which Y/n caught and fought against a smirk. 

Y/n raised her eyebrow, surprised by the subtle hostility but secretly also liking this discussion,” I’ll be the mole you will need to help you stay on the same step or even a step ahead of the Dark Lord. Even if it doesn’t let you stay on the same step as him, it can never hurt to have someone on the inside.”  

Tonks bit her lip, knowing that Y/n made a good point which was hard to refute. 

“And how do we know you can be trusted?” she finally asked after the moment of silence had passed. 

But this time Y/n turned to Black, letting him answer it instead, which he caught on to,” She has agreed to be questioned under the influence of the truth serum. Which is what we should be getting on to, without further delay as I understand you can’t be away for long” 

“Wait, you didn’t mention that!” a voice exclaimed in surprise from the back of the room. And that was when Y/n finally laid eyes upon the Gryffindor who she’d been dreaming of finally reuniting with. 

Everyone turned to the bushy haired brunette in surprise when Molly asked,” You know her?” 

Hermione looked Y/n dead in the eye as she answered,” She’s my girlfriend Mrs.Weasley.” 

“What?” Everyone except Ron and Y/n let out. 

“You know, I was expecting this to happen sooner. Shouldn’t you have been the one to introduce me” Y/n asked, folding her arms across her chest as she narrowed her eyes at the Gryffindor. 

Hermione just shrugged,” I wanted you to handle them on your own. Now, what is this about a truth serum?” 

The Slytherin reached inside her coat and produced a small vial of what looked like Veritaserum. She walked to Sirius and handed it to him. 

“What? But why are you guys doing this? Can’t just questioning her regularly be enough?” Hermione asked, not quite happy with the way they were being sceptical about her girlfriend, her rational mind unusually being overpowered by her emotional one. 

“Hermione, this is-” Lupin started before getting cut off by the Slytherin herself.

“Did you trust me the very first time you met me as someone from Slytherin or someone who was related to the Malfoys, Granger?” She asked, raising her eyebrow and nodding when she was met with silence,” Exactly.” 

“Where did you get the serum?” Sirius asked, eyeing the vial carefully.

“Father has a cabinet filled with potions for different purposes. I knew where he kept the veritaserum and sneaked in a vial.” 

“And what’s the proof it’s real?” Ron asked, though this time his voice wasn’t malicious. Y/n still glared,” Do you hold some sort of a grudge against me, Weasley?” 

“No! That was a genuine question!” Ron exclaimed, having not meant to be offensive, no matter how sceptical he was. 

Y/n just hummed before answering,” Fair enough. Uncle Sirius, is there any house-elf around here?” 

He nodded before calling for Kreature who arrived immediately.

“Kreature, see if this is veritaserum or not.” 

The elf took the vial in his hand and examined it thoroughly, twirling it in the air a little and performing a few more tests that only he understood before handing the vial back to Sirius.

“It is real, Master, Kreature is sure”

Y/n looked at the crowd in expectation,” So shall we get started?” 

But right before they were all going to leave the living room and head to the conference room, a voice wandered in.

“Is that little mistress Dobby hears?” 

Y/n froze in her steps, not believing the voice she heard before turning towards the room’s entrance.

And when the little head with huge eyes found her, she almost couldn’t control her tears. 

Almost. 

Instead, she took a deep breath,” Hello Dobby.” She gave a small smile. 

The huge giddy smile that Dobby gave her back made her want to sprint to him and crush him in a bear hug. But she couldn’t. She had a reputation to uphold. 

She can’t be vulnerable. 

“Little mistress is here…” he happily sighed, clasping his hands together in joy. 

Merlin, was she glad that Dobby hadn’t run up to her and given her a hug either, she knew she wouldn’t have been able to refuse him. 

“Has Dobby been sneaking some cupcakes?” The Slytherin asked, confusing everyone present around her. But Dobby understood. 

“No, little mistress. They give Dobby cupcakes here.” The little elf answered. It was a sentence both of them did not think they’d ever hear but they were glad to have been proven wrong. 

“That is lovely, Dobby.” Y/n nodded before looking at the adults again, indicating on continuing where they left. 

“I gather you know Dobby already” Tonks commented, looking at the two of you for a moment before heading towards the conference room. 

Hermione fell in step with the (Y/h/c) girl as they left,” What was that?” 

Y/n just shrugged before going to the conference room. Just as Hermione was about to enter, Lupin stopped her at the door,” I think it would be better if you waited out here.”

“W-What?” Hermione stuttered, taken aback.

Lupin looked inside the room before looking back at the brunette,” No children inside, Ms.Granger. Your girlfriend would be fine.” He then turned to the Slytherin,” Ms. Y/l/n, if you would please.” 

Y/n nodded and went straight ahead, without sparing a glance towards the grumpy gryffindor. 

The interrogation did not take a long while. The adults in the Order questioned the Slytherin, at some point even brutally but knowing that her answers were honest and she genuinely wanted to help defeat the evil her family worshipped, they knew she was a good one. 

But being the playful bastard that Sirius was, he didn’t want her to know she was officially part of the order. 

“Ms. Y/l/n, thanks for showing interest in our work, but I’m afraid we must erase your memories.”

Y/n blinked, not sure if she was hearing right,” Pardon?” 

“We just don’t think we can trust you. What if you are under the imperious curse right at this moment and are deceiving us. We cannot have anyone suspicious here and that includes you, I’m afraid.” 

Sirius had thought his pranking days had been over and that he would be rusty but seeing the Slytherin’s reaction, he knew he still had it in him. 

“And it would be better if we modified your memories with Hermione as well, so as to not complicate anything. That is the only way left.” Lupin joined in, knowing what his best friend was up to. 

Y/n gaped for a solid moment before breaking out of her trance,” I do not consent.” 

“What?” 

“ I said, I do. Not. consent.” Y/n spoke, as she grit her teeth so as to not to lose her temper.

She huffed before getting up from her seat,” I am sorry that you do not trust me. And I wish I could tell you I’d break up with Hermione for the cause, but I’m afraid I cannot. I will not give up on us. A few months ago, I might’ve, but not now. And I hope you understand.” 

Dusting her cloak slightly, she bid her farewell,” I’ll take leave of you now. Goodnight.” 

Just as she was about to move towards the door, she noticed how no one in the room had protested against her statements and were…actually smiling. 

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and Molly couldn’t help but bring the girl into a bear hug,” Oh, you little sweetheart! You are here to stay, don’t worry. These two were just pulling your leg.” 

Y/n stood uncomfortably in the hug, not used to so much affection or gentle-touch and Arthur seemed to notice, causing him to chuckle at his wife,” Would you let the poor girl go now or squeeze all the air out of her?” 

“Oh shush!” Molly retorted, breaking the hug. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to these hugs soon enough.” Sirius whispered, giving a gentle smile before retiring for bed, just like all the adults were doing. 

“Oh dear, have you had anything to eat? Would you like something warm?” Molly asked, turning around right before she exitted as well. And before Y/n could answered, she answered it herself,” Let me warm up a nice cup of hot chocolate. I suggest you stay the night here and leave when the sun is out. Your excuse of going on a walk might work better then.” 

And yet again, before the slytherin could give any sort of reply, Molly had left for the kitchen. 

“Hot chocolate sounds nice.” Hermione commented, intertwining her arms around yours. 

Y/n just gave a small smile as she shrugged, not knowing how to react to this behaviour. Hermione seemed to notice, but she didn’t comment which Y/n was grateful about. 

“Little mistress?” 

Both the girls turned around, seeing Dobby standing in the hallway.

“You do know I was never actually your mistress right? Especially not now.” Y/n teased.

“Y/n Y/l/n will always be little mistress to Dobby.” The house-elf smiled. 

Y/n turned to look at her girlfriend who seemed to understand these two wanted a little alone time and left the corridor wordlessly. 

The Slytherin stalked towards Dobby and knelt down,” Are you really alright here, Dobby?” 

“Dobby would never lie.” Dobby’s face held a sadder expression,” Is little mistress alright?” 

The girl didn’t have the heart to lie to the elf who was one of the closest beings she had in her life but she didn’t want him worrying and telling anyone here either. So she just shrugged. 

Dobby frowned before gently grabbing the Slytherin’s hand, pulling the sleeve up, uncovering multiple bruises. They didn’t look very fresh but they weren’t that old either. 

“Dobb-”

“Still?” Dobby interrupted. 

Yet again the girl shrugged,” it’s just the regular duelling bruises….and a couple punishment ones for not doing well but that isn’t anything new, Dobby. You know that.” 

“Dobby knows, that’s why it hurts Dobby more.” The elf whispered, his eyes filling with tears.

And finally giving into her urge of having not held the elf in a long while, she hugged him tight. 

“They are good people, Mistress.” 

Y/n loosed the hug, looking at the elf as he spoke,” Harry Potter’s friends. You don’t need to pretend here.” 

The slytherin smiled slightly but her face still held sadness as the tears in her eyes begged to be released,” That might be so, but maybe I’ve been pretending long enough to actually become some of my lies.” 

“Dobby doesn’t believe that, and he won’t let little mistress believe so either.” His voice was resolute, causing the teenager to chuckle.

“As you say, Dobby.” 

Unbeknownst to both of them, there was Hermione nearby, accidentally having overheard their conversation as she held both of their hot chocolate in her hands.

She couldn’t decide if she was happy or sad for Y/n. She hadn’t been able to hear all of their conversation but she knew it wasn’t anything happy. She could make out that much from the few words she got here and there. 

She gave them a couple more minutes before entering the hallway,” Hey..” 

Y/n quickly wiped whatever tears she had lingered on her lashes and turned around. 

“Dobby shall leave now. Take care little mistress.” And with that, he was gone.

“Let’s go to my room? You look like you could use some rest.” Hermione gave a small smile as she handed the Slytherin her mug of hot chocolate. 

Her girlfriend hesitated and it didn’t go unnoticed by the Gryffindor. 

Understanding the silent question on the brunette’s face, the Slytherin prefect spoke up,” Would it be alright with you if we spent time in the living room?” 

“Do you not want to sleep? I can see the dark circles under your eyes, Y/n/n.” Hermione inquired, curious by this sudden request.  

But Y/n shook her head,” I am tired, that cannot be denied. But I would like to spend some time with you before I leave, instead of sleeping it away.” 

The reason warmed Hermione’s heart and her giddy smile gave away her happiness, which Y/n wasn’t that appreciative of,” What? Is it not natural to want to spend time with one’s partner?” 

She looked away at a random corner while scowling to hide her blush. She wasn’t one to be sappy and even when she was, she would much rather have that be unmentioned. 

“I don’t mind. Come on, I’ll get the fireplace going.” Hermione offered as she handed Y/n her mug of hot chocolate overloaded with marshmallows. 

“That’s quite an amount.” Y/n gestured at the marshmallows before taking a seat on the carpet. 

Hermione would lie if she said she wasn’t surprised by the elite sitting on the floor,” Why are you sitting on the floor? There’s an armchair right there.” 

But all the Slytherin did was shrug and pat the space beside her,” It’s cosy. Come quick.” 

It was quite for a while, only the crackle of the fire filling the room. The girls didn’t mind, it helped quite their minds. 

“What was that you said to Dobby?” Hermione asked out of nowhere. It seemed like she had been trying to decipher that for a while. 

Y/n chuckled,” It’s our way of asking if he’s alright. I came up with it when I was about five years old. I would ask if he snuck some cupcakes which meant if he had gotten himself into any trouble trying to find some freedom within his enslavement. Or just to ask if he had done something not right to try to be happy, in some simpler sense.” 

“And he said we give him cupcakes,” Hermione stated, the question imbedded in it to which the Slytherin nodded.

“Yes. That meant he didn’t have to get in trouble to be free anymore. Or break rules to live his life. It was the first time ever he used it, I believe.” 

Hermione was hesitant to ask, but still went ahead with it,” What would he usually say?”

Y/n didn’t take her eyes off of the fire,” Initially, around the time we coined these phrases he would say,’ Yes little Mistress, I tried to.’ But as time went on and Uncle’s punishments became crueller, he would always say,’ There are no cupcakes to sneak’ ”.

“Where is Harry, Hermione?” she continued. 

Hermione noted how the Slytherin had used the boy’s first name but decided not to mention it,” Uh, he’s at his Aunt’s place.”

Without pausing for long, Y/n turned to face Hermione, her face almost looking terrified,’ ‘Mione, you need to be more cautious. Things are going to get a lot worse.” 

It irked Hermione that she couldn’t even enjoy the nickname from her girlfriend since the matter she referred to seemed….worrisome.

“The Dark Lord is back, of course, things are going to get a lot worse.” Hermione quipped. 

But her girlfriend shook her head, as if she wasn’t able to see what she truly meant. How could she? She knew nothing. 

“No. That’s not what I mean. Something is going to happen this year at Hogwarts. Something big. And probably not something anyone would be prepared for.” She had observed her relatives to know they had something unwraps. 

“Then why are you being so cryptic? Aren’t you to work as our informer now?” Hermione queried. But the Slytherin looked pained when she replied.

“ Yes. But even I don’t know what it is yet.” 

Well, she did know now, Y/n thought. 

She glanced at her brother’s arm for a second when a smoke bomb exploded in their compartment. 

Once the smoke had cleared up, she could see that Draco was a bit more riled up with the sudden surprise. 

A moment after, Draco went back to yapping about how horrible Hogwarts was and how stupid their headmaster is. He came close to revealing their secret when she effectively glared at him and made him stop. 

Catching himself, he changed the direction of his sentence and gave a more vague one. That’s when something caught her eye. 

She looked up at the compartment, feeling like something had moved. 

It took her a minute before she connected the dots. And one look at her brother, it seemed like the movement had caught his eye too. 

‘Dear Merlin. You are such an idiot Potter’ she cursed. 

Once the train stopped, she tried to linger but caught her brother staying back as well.

“All well Draco?” she asked.

He just nodded,” Yeah, I just need to check something. You go ahead.” 

“Do you need hel-”

“No. I said go ahead.” Draco insisted. Y/n gritted her teeth before getting off the train. 

‘Dammit Potter’

She lingered on the side, at a blindspot waiting for her cousin to get off. She couldn’t even go and contact the Gryffindor Prefect in public. 

Once he was off, she went inside to find Luna Lovegood already helping Harry up. 

Seeing how he had company to take care of him, she left undetected, joining a random group of Slytherins to get back to the castle. 

She waited in the common room for Draco to come back from dinner. Once he did, she made sure he stayed until the entire place was empty.

“What did you want?” the boy asked, confused. 

Y/n made him sit beside her before she spoke,” You need to be more careful.” 

Draco scowled, offended and quickly jumped to defend himself before his sister cut him off,” Stop. Draco, what you did was reckless! Prattling about-” 

The girl stopped herself and lowered her voice,” about things that no one other than us should know about! Are you trying to get caught?” 

One thing the boy absolutely hated was being talked down to, which his sister seemed to do always. And even though he knew she was right, he would never admit it,” Oh please. I handled that very well.”

After another thought, he continued,” And what if I did? They would only want to help us. Other than those pesky Gryffindors,no one wants Du-” 

Y/n placed her hand on his mouth, effectively shushing him from continuing,” Are you in your fucking senses, you muttonhead!” 

Not favouring her choice of insult Draco did the only thing that popped in his brain.

He licked her palm.

“Ew! You vile gargoyle, what childishness is this!?” Y/n exclaimed, internally gagging at the saliva that coated her palm before rubbing it off on her cousin’s robes. 

“Well, you shouldn’t have called me a muttonhead.” 

Y/n just gaped before scoffing,” I will call you what you are. Truth hurts, dear cousin.” 

Shaking her head she continued,“We are going nowhere with this. Just shut your trap and carry out the mission properly, you hear me?” 

“Since when did I start answering you?” Draco challenged, towering over his cousin with his arms crossed over his chest. 

“Since I was born with more braincells than you.” Y/n answered, unfazed. Her cousin tended to be childish which was nothing new for her.

Growing a little red, Draco trudged up closer,” I think you are jealous that I was chosen. Not you, but me.” 

Y/n just narrowed her eyes at him, biting any retort bubbling up her throat. None would help her. 

Draco smirked at the lack of a reply before whistling back to his chambers,” Goodnight dear cousin.” 

Y/n stared at the door to the boy’s dorms as Aunt Cissy’s voiced echoed in her head.

‘Take care of your brother for me Y/n. Please.’ 

She curled up her fists tightly as she tried to get her breathing to slow down.

“What mission?” 

Startled out of her skin,Y/n turned around quicker than a whirlwind and came face to face with a raven-haired girl she had missed dearly. 

“Good evening Scyl” she gave her a small smile, though not getting one in return. 

“What mission, Y/n?” Scylla pressed, walking closer to the Slytherin prefect. 

“It is nothing you need to worry about. I…” Y/n looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath before forcing a smile,” I got it under control.” 

She tried walking past her best friend, not knowing if she should involve the other girl and potentially endanger her more than she already was when a hand caught hers. 

She was pulled back quite forcefully before the same hand held her jaw and made her face the said girl,” No more. I am done with your secrets. I can see the cogs turning in your head and they are not good.”

When Y/n went to protest, she was effectively stopped before she could even begin,” No bullshit about trying to do whats best. I am in as much danger as you, whether I know what in this fucking world you are up to or not. So I would rather know.” 

Staring at the resolution in the Slytherin’s eyes, the prefect relented. There was no stopping Scylla once she had her mind set. It was a miracle she hadn’t forced Y/n to spill her guts way before. 

“Let’s go to my chambers.” 

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Malfoy | Dolohov | Rosier

A nice reader asked for my fancast for Altered State Death Eaters so here they are. But tbh this is an old moodboard I made because my Abraxas is now Nurchie’s incredibly dreamy version of him: https://www.deviantart.com/nurchie/art/Tachycardia-910731063

Tachycardia by nurchie on DeviantArt

As for my older Tom Riddle/young Voldemort fancast I’m going with something between Henry Cavill, Tom Hughes, Roberto Bolle, and David Gandy.

Death Eaters : We’re holding you for ransom!

Ron : Oh no

Harry : How much is the ransom?

Death Eaters : 500.000 galleons

Hermione : That’s absurd!

Y/n : Yeah! That’s absurd!

Y/n : Can you raise it? I’m worth so much more than that

Ron, Harry, Hermione, Death Eaters :

jannieka394:

Imagine a buzzfeed unsolved and harry potter cross over where Shane is the chosen one and does not believe in magic.

“Hey there death eaters, it’s me, ya boy”

“FUCK YOU VOLDEMORT”

“I’m dancing in your forest. It’s my forest now! If you want me out you’re gonna have to kill me”

Expectations vs reality of Snape

FanArt by: Vladislav Pantic