I hope you lot enjoy this chapter, this is only my third slash fic and I am in fact hoping you like it. Here's the full summary:
AU The war has ended, Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Severus, Fred, and Albus Dumbledore all survived. While everyone else has moved on Professor Snape seems to be troubled with some strange love notes sent by an admirer. He doesn't care for them, but what happens when his admirer turns into a stalker and that stalker turns out to be a powerful vampire? Dumbledore sees this as an issue and sends him to Grimmauld Place for protection, and what could be worse than shacking up with an old school enemy? What could happen when Sirius realizes his true feelings for Snape?
It sounds better in the link I hope.
I don't own Harry Potter.
The war was over, the peace had finally returned. Harry Potter the Boy-Who-Lived had defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort, and he was the hero of the Wizarding World. Things were nice, and most of the students had returned for their eighth year to complete their schooling while others went on to work for the Ministry. Many lives were lost, but many others were saved from a worse fate.
Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Fred Weasley and Remus and Dora Lupin had all survived the war, but didn't get away without a few scars. Dumbledore had gone into hiding after he supposedly died, and Sirius Black had been kept with him long enough for Harry to realize his true abilities to kill Voldemort. Severus Snape had miraculously survived Nagini's bite, but as soon as he showed his face he was almost taken to Azkaban and would have been if Harry hadn't stuck up for him and if Dumbledore didn't show up as well.
Harry forgave Snape for everything, he knew his true loyalty and Snape was just glad he wouldn't go to Azkaban. Sirius had come and explained to Harry why he faked his death and how it hurt realizing how distraught his godson had been and Remus, oh poor Remus thought he'd lost his best friend and nearly strangled Sirius for all the grief he'd caused. Dumbledore apologized as well, and Harry soon enough forgave them both but they still owed him for all the grief and trouble.
Dumbledore resumed his position as headmaster of Hogwarts, Remus got his job back as DADA professor, Sirius took on a small position as an Auror for the Ministry, and Snape took his old potions position with a side job of potion-making for St. Mungo's and Wolfsbane for those who'd been bitten by Greyback during the war. The Golden Trio returned for their eighth year, including Draco Malfoy whom Harry Potter had settled a truce with after he saved his parents and himself from Azkaban. The Slytherins were still edgy, but they now respected Potter enough to keep their negative comments discreet.
"Professor Snape, good morning." Severus Snape was in his classroom grading first year essays when none other than Hermione Granger showed up in the room.
"Ms. Granger, to what do I owe this visit?" he was about done, but then he had a class in just fifteen minutes.
"I was on my way to my Advanced Ancient Runes class, when I saw this by your door." She held up a dark red envelope. "It's got your name on it, and I wasn't sure if you knew."
"Leave it on my desk." She set it down on the corner. "Good day Ms. Granger."
"Good day sir." She left him alone closing the door behind her. He made sure the door was locked before picking up the envelope and carefully opening it to see a letter inside.
My dearest Snape,
How long I have wanted us to meet, but under the circumstances of the war we were unable to do so. I have watched you from afar, and you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in all my years. Your black hair is so shiny and soft like the fur of the elegant Black Panther, your pale skin shines luminously in the moonlight, and your eyes sparkle like the rarest of diamonds.
I look forward to seeing you soon my lovely; I will come when the time is right.
'What a load of garbage.' He crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash near his desk. Who in their right mind would send him a love note? He didn't think himself all that attractive, he hadn't had much luck with women since Lily, and he certainly didn't turn heads towards blokes. It was probably a joke from one of the Gryffindors, or maybe even one of his own Slytherins.
He didn't care though, he had other priorities to take care of. His seventh and eighth years would be arriving soon and they had two potions to make in time for their NEWTs. There was a knock on the door, and he used his wand to open it letting the students in.
"Good morning professor."
"Good morning sir." Several good mornings came from the students, since word of his spying days had gotten out the students seemed a bit more respectful, though he wasn't still sure if he deserved it or not. As soon as they all filed in, he turned to the chalkboard, wrote down some instructions and turned back to the class.
"Turn in your books to page three-hundred forty two, you'll be completing a powerful poison and it's antidote today. Instructions are in your books, and on the board, all the supplies are wherever you look. You have an hour and thirty minutes, start." They went along with their work, so he hopefully could get through the day without any more issues.
Though he didn't truly care, it would still eat at him to wonder who sent him that stupid letter?
"Oh um, professor I forgot to tell you, Professor Dumbledore wishes to see you in his office after class." His godson Draco Malfoy spoke up.
"Thank you Mr. Malfoy." What could the old man want now?
A man stood in the magnificent master bedroom of his family's castle, grinning at how lovely the day looked despite the sky being covered with clouds. His little love should have received his letter by now, and soon enough he would send more and go see his beloved wizard.
"My lord." His servant called. "We have received word that your intended did get the letter."
"Did he like it?"
"Unfortunately my lord, he tore it up after he read it." That was odd; usually his love notes had their receiver guessing, practically swooning to know their admirer.
"Hmmm, seems he's more stubborn than I thought. I will send another letter, but for now have my bags packed and ready for London. I'll be going on a trip to visit my dear wizard." He tossed one more envelope to the servant.
"Yes my lord, and how long do you think you'll be gone?" he smirked still looking out the window.
"I cannot be certain, but I guarantee that it could be a trying trip." His servant bowed and left the room. He turned to the nightstand, where he had a candid picture of his love he had taken sometime during the magic war. "I will see you soon my lovely." He kissed the picture, and set it back down before opening the doors to his balcony, shifting form into a bat and taking flight into the sky.
'He will be mine.'
Back at Hogwarts:
The class had ended soon, and Snape went around checking all poisons and antidotes. So far the students had done well, but a few had not finished due to their cauldrons not being cleaned before they were used and the contents mixed up the ingredients contradicting the poisons.
"Very well, Longbottom, Goyle, Parkinson, Weasley, Brown, and Vane you will write two rolls of parchment on the poisons you failed to complete and explain the differences and effects between the poison itself and the antidote. Have them on my desk tomorrow afternoon at one, class dismissed." As they left only Potter stayed behind.
"Excuse me sir."
"Yes what is it?"
"I just wanted to let you know that there will be a small party for those who fought in the war, it's for eighth years and staff only."
"I have heard."
"It's at seven o'clock this Friday."
"Thank you Mr. Potter now be on your way." The boy nodded and left grabbing his books. Snape sat back against his desk and magically moved the cauldrons, cleaned off the tables, and restocked everything in his classroom. He pulled on his robe, and made his way up to the gargoyle guarding the headmaster's office.
"Lemon drops." The statue moved and let him pass. He knocked on the door to the old man's office and it opened.
"Ah there you are Severus." Albus greeted him. "How are you?"
"Good, and your classes?"
"Well also Albus, now why have you summoned me here?"
"For one thing I haven't seen you in a while my boy, and another is that I'm to remind you of the wolfsbane potions that need brewing for the upcoming month."
"I am aware, I do have a calendar."
"I know, but there is also a matter at hand."
"I have received word from the ministry that there have been some strange lurkings in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. They are not sure who or what it is, but it's a dark force."
"Could it be a rogue death eater?"
"Possibly, but there's an aura about the presence. No one is certain whom or what it could be, but it's best to keep an eye out because the same presence has been felt around the castle."
"Do the others know?"
"Yes, and of course I'll expect you to show up at the party this Friday night."
"I will." Dumbledore smiled.
"I'm glad, and Severus…I cannot tell you how proud I am of what you've become. You were once a marked death eater, and now you're considered a hero among the rest."
"I'm not a hero like Potter Albus."
"Maybe, but you're still considered a hero to many." Snape sighed. "You can go if you wish Severus, I just wanted to warn you."
"Thank you headmaster." Snape bowed and left the room. It didn't surprise him the meeting was short, now that the Dark Lord was gone he had no reason to be a spy or be cautious anymore.
"Severus!" he heard Lupin's voice calling and turned to see him walking his way.
"Lupin." The werewolf smiled.
"Severus, I've been looking all over for you to give you this." He held out a dark red envelope, like the one from earlier. "It has your name on it."
"Where did you find it?"
"Oh, a Ravenclaw found it in the dungeons and asked me to give it to you." In the dungeons? He was there only moments ago and now there's a new letter? "Forgive me if I'm prying but…do you have an admirer Severus?"
"You're right you are prying." Snape snatched the envelope away from Lupin's hand. "But thank you for bringing it to me." he walked off without another word, back to his own quarters before he opened the letter.
I was surprised to know you tore up my last letter. I do hope I didn't offend you in any way.
It seems that my own words of affection will not be enough to let you realize how much I care for you. I can understand from your past why you aren't so easily swooned. My dear Severus, I hope I can get on your good side soon.
Oh, and before I forget I will be coming to see you soon. You may not know me, but I know you better in ways you couldn't think to imagine.
Like the last the note was short, but this one was creepy. And how the hell did he know he tore up the first letter?
'No doubt this is probably some lovesick student. Or maybe a joke of sorts.' It didn't bother him that much, so he would just let it be. He tore up the note and threw the remains into his fireplace; his next class was in two hours, so he had time to rest up and catch some sleep. As he lied down on his bed and cast a cooling charm to the room, he couldn't help but think how far this 'admirer' would go to see him.
It didn't matter though, this person was only wasting their time with him.
I know it's not much, but it's just the first chapter after all. I know the part with the 'admirer' was short but there'll be more throughout the story.
Next chapter may take a while to write, but it will skip ahead to the party but not directly. I'll probably throw in the admirer's part first, to get a little taste of his abilities other than the obvious. Sirius will appear as well.