The Magic Spy

Greenwings33

Disclaimer: I own neither the Harry Potter series nor the Alex Rider adventures…

Warnings: mentions of rape, abuse, blackmail (I condone none of these activities). Character death! Empath!Alex .

Severus Snape was not having a good day. He had been woken in the middle of the night by Albus Dumbledore, who was Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as well as his infuriating employer. The old man had decided it was necessary to Floo into the Potion Master's private chambers, shake him awake, and drag him out of bed just to inform him something – or someone – had gotten through the castle's wards.

Dumbledore had been delighted to inform the irritated and half asleep professor, that Filch had been taken ill with a cold, and Snape was now in charge of the Squib's duties. Snape had growled, glared, and threatened, but the Headmaster had simply winked and Floo'd away, but not before he told Snape that the mysterious guest – or projectile – had simply gone through the wards without a problem.

And so, with one last, regretful glance towards his warm bed, Professor Snape headed out if his chambers and through the empty halls that echoed with the buzz and crackle of magic. On his way to the massive oak doors that loomed over even Hagrid, he managed to break up at the least six midnight trysts. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw lost 360 House points in total. Now Snape knew why the other houses barely managed to scrape passing grades ins his class: they were up half the night snogging.

But when Snape came across Draco Malfoy standing in front of the doors, he tapped the blonde Slytherin on the shoulder. The boy jumped and whirled as the Potions Master sneered.

"Mr. Malfoy," Snape drawled, "Is there a reason you are trying to Legilimens the doors?" Malfoy blushed furiously, and then met his stern professor's obsidian gaze. The Slytherin shook his blonde head, but after his professor's renewed glare, Draco Malfoy reconsider.

"I was patrolling sir, and I heard something hit the doors," Malfoy replied politely. Snape nodded and motioned for the Prefect's assistance in opening one of the doors. After much heaving, sweating, and cursing (mainly Malfoy), Professor Severus Snape saw something neither he nor all the potions masters before him had seen. The Potion Master's coal black gaze had alighted on what appeared to be… a boy.

A/n: Here's what basically constitutes as a prologue… Please review~!