|The Darkness Consuming
Author: Red Bess Rackham PM
He wished with all his soul he never had to understand the pain and sorrow of a werewolf's life. Now he had no choice, as he was one too. In response to The Tough Challenge, by Eraina. AU, Complete.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Mystery - Severus S. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 10,127 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 02-13-08 - Published: 10-08-07 - Status: Complete - id: 3826145
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A/n: Last chapter. Thanks for reading! And thanks to Eraina, for the challenge I thought I would never do – but obviously did.
Snape found the shack he had woken up in the morning after his transformation and went about cleaning it up, particularly all the broken furniture. He cleared the dust and splinters from every surface and set up a makeshift bed in the far corner of the top floor. He locked the door up tight and boarded most of the windows.
It was to be the "haunted" Shrieking Shack of this town – and his new home.
So this is it, he thought. This is how I'm going to spend the rest of my days.
He was unable to hope for better – not after all that he'd done, all that happened. He had crafted his life in such a way as to someday forever serve the darkness, the Dark Arts, the Dark Lord. He even gone so far as to "align" himself with Albus Dumbledore and his little warriors of light, the Order.
All for naught.
He had burned every one of those bridges once and for all when he'd murdered the Hogwarts Headmaster. The ties to the Death Eaters had been severed for him after hearing of the reception Macnair, newly bitten by a werewolf, had received when Lord Voldemort realized what he was to become. Now Snape had no link, no tie, no alliance… with anyone.
He was trapped all alone on a desert island, he was painted into a corner, he had no place to go. He was a man without a country.
Snape buried his face in his hands, feeling sadder, more hopeless and alone than he ever had before in his entire life.
A man without a country.
But he had chosen the darkness, however, and now he could see all his decisions to further his own ends had ended with this destruction of his own life.
The darkness had rejected him, betrayed him and left him to die – well, they thought he was dead already. All because he had become a werewolf.
Unfathomable was still the best word to describe it. He didn't think he could've imagined how things would turn out or how he was going to get through his days.
He still doesn't.
Unless they too, were a werewolf.
And unfathomably, Severus Snape was a werewolf.