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Lily Evans was shivering in her holding cell at the British Ministry of Magic. She had only a thin blanket, that had already some holes, and the cell wasn’t cosy at all. Everything was dark and gloomy, as she tried to find a good position to sleep, without getting a cramp. Her wand had been taken away, and to add insult to injury, the underage witch was now also be outfitted with a magic-nullifying collar.
Her dinner was a bad joke – dry bread and a goblet with water, the teenager accepted it and eagerly gobbled it down, less she would have to starve, as the Aurors seems only to keen to make her suffer. She had no idea, when her trial will be hold, or if some of the staff members will even come to her aid.
She hadn’t done anything wrong, Severus shouldn’t be allowed to keep any secrets from her. And James Potter – how dare he to ask her to have his baby, when he seems to be in a secret relationship with Severus. Had he only played with her heart all that time?
The whole day, after being dumped in this cell had been a nightmare. In the eyes of most wixen, she was already guilty, trial or not, and she wouldn’t stand for it. It had been quite humiliating to be checked thoroughly over by a scruffy healer who scribble down some notes, without answering her questions. The ugly comments of the two Aurors, who kept an eye on her, didn’t really help Lily to settle her nerves either.
She had no idea, what to expect from a looming trial – would she even be allowed to finish her magical education or not? Lily didn’t want to be banished from the magical world. Potter had betrayed her trust. It was only fair to expose his duplicity, and Severus should have known, that he had no right to keep any secrets from his best friend! Her behaviour was totally justified, and nobody will be able to make her feel bad about it! No way!
After the young muggleborn witch had been locked up in the shabby holding cell, a secret meeting occurred at the British Ministry of Magic.
“Tell us, Doctor, what did the test say!”, demanded one of the Aurors.
“You’re quite lucky, the chit is extremely fertile, and had also high magical levels. I would recommend, instead of Azkaban, make a deal, and send her to one of the Ministry approved facilities. Nobody needs to be any wiser about her fate, while we can earn some galleons with her. However, her ignorance and stubbornness is worrying, she needs a strict training regime to break her fully. Since she’s a muggleborn, we can easily grab her muggle family for our experiments, or just obliviate them. It depends, what the facility deems best.”, explained the healer.
“Excellent, I’ve taken the time to cast a nightmare spell on her cell, while we get a copy of her dreams. It should allow us some clues to break her easier.”, smirked another corrupt Auror.
“Not a bad idea, however, we have now another problem. James Potter had almost ruined our plans. We will not be able to keep it a secret, that Severus Snape is a natural male submissive. Due to the law, the public needed to be informed.”, growled the senior Auror.
“James Potter, didn’t he wish to become an Auror?”, asked one of the other Aurors.
“Probably, until the secret came out, he was one of Dumbledore’s golden boys.”, sneered the senior Auror.
“Do we have anything to track them down? The law allow duel on death or life, and young Severus Snape would be a very valuable prize!”, remarked another Auror.
“Unfortunately, we have nothing. It would be extremely bad luck, should the young Slytherin managed to find sanctuary with his maternal family. Nobody in their right mind would dare to openly challenge a Prince! Our only loophole to still win the upper hand is a duel with James Potter. Without finding either Snape or Potter, we do not stand a chance!
“Anything goes, right? The green boy had no idea, what is awaiting him. Just imagine, not only such a valuable prize, but the whole Potter estate. I’ve heard rumours, that Potter’s parents are extremely sick, and will probably die within the next 2-3 years. We have no time to waste. So why not start a manhunt, and ensure that there will be no place within the British isles, where James Potter can be safe!”, suggested John Dawlish.
“Excellent idea, yes, we need to inform the public, and also hold the trial for the muggleborn chit. Her fate is sealed, depending on the judge, she will either end up in Azkaban or in one of our hidden facilities. Dumbledore will not waste any of his favours to save her. We will be holding a press conference within a week to share our news, and feel free to scare her witless – nothing that can be found on a test, just some reminders, that she’s at our mercy!”, grinned the senior Auror.
“Yes, sir! With pleasure!, chorused the other Aurors.
Lily’s nightmare
Lily was running through the darkness. She was cold, tired, but didn’t dare to stop. Someone was lurking in the shadows and comes closer and closer. Being unable to use her magic sucks, but maybe she was lucky and find a hiding place.
“Oh, Evans, you may run, but you can hide! We’ll get you”, taunted her the shadows.
She couldn’t believe it, but it even got colder. How is that even possible? She could hear laughter, someone was toying wit her, and she wouldn’t stand for it! If she could only use her magic, then she’ll teach those fools a lesson, that they’ll never forget.
“Poor little Evans, no magic, nothing to save her, such a pity!”, mocked her the unknown enemy.
How dare they to mock her, looking around, she spotted a rusty sword and picked it up. It’ll do. Gryffindors got encourage to pick up sword-fighting, and most wizards do not take muggleborn witches seriously. She didn’t care who may it be, if it’s a male or a female, she’ll just cut them apart limb by limb!
Turning around in a fighting stance, she waited, before gasping in shock, a group of Dementors were floating closer and closer. Without being able to stop, she’d screamed, but automatically swung her sword to hit one of them.
A thud could be heard, and the hood got sliced off. Lily screamed again. Instead of a skeleton figure, as she had seen in some illustrations, this were a human figure. He looked like her father! No, her father wasn’t one of those soul-sucking fiends!
“Poor little Evans, all alone. Did you like our experiment Meet our new Dementors. Utterly loyal and eager to breed, no matter the species!”, taunted her the same voice again.
Lily whirled around, attacking each of those Dementors, and screamed more and more, as the faces revealed beneath the hoods, she’d known them all – staff members, her family, even some of her class mates! All with empty eyes, grabby hands, and cold to the touch.
She stumbled, and the Dementor who looked like her father floated closer, ripping apart her skirt, while cackling like a demon from hell. Two other Dementors pinned her down, while spreading her legs.
“Enjoy it, your fate is sealed, Evans. You will be our new Dementor breeding bitch. Don’t worry. They will not kill you, even if they want to kiss you. And you will not die from frostbite.”, mocked her the same voice again.
“Stop it! Please, stop it! Have mercy!”, screamed Lily.
“Why should we, you’ve cost us a natural male submissive. Do you think, that this will not have any consequences, mudblood?”, screamed the unknown voice!
“Please, I do whatever you want! I can find them for you. Become your slave, but not this!”, screamed Lily.
“Really, whatever we want? Fine, so mote it be. You’ll be signing a contract before your trial. You will not read it, nor will you be able to voice any protest. Agree to this, swear it on your life and your magic. And we will not send you to Azkaban!”, informed her the stranger.
“So mote it be! On my life and my magic, I submit to your rules!”, agreed Lily, before fainting.
End of Lily’s Nightmare
“Who would have thought, it’s even easier to deal with her than expected!”, grinned the senior Auror.
“Indeed, we can easily ship her off to one of the hidden facilities, after all, it only took one nightmare to make her break. A pity I would have wanted to see her suffer even more. She will not be known by a name, but Dementor bitch had such a nice sound, don’t you agree, my dear old friend!”, asked his guest.
“I do, so your experiments have been satisfying?”, inquired the senior Auror.
“You can say that. Alas, without a male natural submissive, we’re at a roadblock. We need to get our hands on young Severus Snape. And we can’t afford that his maternal family finds him first.”, replied his nameless guest.
“Let me send two of my teams to Cokeworth to snatch your targets. Eileen Snape née Prince had tried to betray us, let her pay for it! We had a deal and she broke it!”, growled the Senior Auror.
“Be careful, we’re probably not the only one out for her blood! Should the Princes be awake again, then we need to up our game immensely. Severus should have been my reward, and I will certainly not allow anyone – no matter, if they’re mortal or immortal to stop me!”, hissed his guest.
“When will we take over the whole country. We’ve waited much too long in the shadows to let our victory be ruined now?”, asked the Senior Auror.
“Soon, let’s do it on Samhain. Magical Britain will once more belong to use and then a new Dark Age will take hold of the whole magical world. I can’t wait to properly claim and tame my future consort. And to shatter this useless prophecy, that a Peverell will be the saviour of those sheeple. No way, we will get rid of them for good, before celebrating our victory. Maybe I should just fuck young Severus on the corpse of his dead suitor, just because I can do it!”, mused the stranger.
“Why not, it’s what we’ve done in the good old days. Let’s not forget to get also rid of the old coot! He believes he is the second coming of Merlin, he needs to go!”, agreed the senior Auror.
“Oh, don’t worry. You’ll be getting your revenge! Without his magic, he is just another toy for you to have fun with it! You can draw it out as long as you like, and as long as you do not forget the correct potions and spells, he’ll be going to suffer for such a long time!”, chuckled his guest.