Take me

Chapter 1

By: politelycynical

He hated it.

Severus thought that being a prefect would afford him at least a little bit of autonomy and respect.

Instead of that, he was given a heavy workload and shifts that included patrolling with one of his many tormentors.

True, Remus Lupin didn't tend to bother him as much as Black and Potter, but he was still part of their clique. He had said some cruel things to Severus before, and Severus didn't feel that he needed to see his stupid face all the time.

They patrolled in stony silence. At the beginning of their sixth year, when the patrol schedules had been made—Severus had protested, and insisted to McGonagall that he should be paired with someone else. Lily perhaps. Things were awkward between them, but she would be better than walking around the hallways with a bloody werewolf. McGonagall didn't budge. She glared at him and told him that he could turn in his prefect badge anytime he wanted if he didn't like her rounds itinerary.

He huffed as they walked down the staircase towards the Great Hall for the fifth time that night. This hadn't been what he had imagined at all.

"We could talk, if you'd like. To pass the time." Lupin said again.

"No."

Lupin sighed.

Suddenly, there was laughter up ahead. Severus narrowed his eyes. Potter and Black. Imbeciles. He would relish the opportunity to give them detention.

Lupin heard them too. "Maybe we should go back up to the fifth floor, there might be some strays sneaking up to the Astronomy Tower."

"Potter and Black are in the Great Hall." Severus said. His cloak billowed as he quickly descended the steps.

"I didn't hear anything." Lupin lied effortlessly.

Severus jumped across the staircase just as they began to switch.

He smirked as Lupin was left staring after him, waiting for the staircase to come back around.

He was going to get them. He would give them detentions, take off points. Finally.

Finally he would get an ounce of the revenge that he deserved. They had tormented him for years. The least they could do is serve a couple detentions.

He flicked his wand at the Great Hall doors. They swung open loudly.

Black and Potter jump and looked at him warily. They were busy levitating globes all over the ceiling. The globes were charmed to also reflect the night sky. Severus figured they were enchanted to be undetectable when they were in their final positions. They likely contained some kind of nefarious substance to be dispensed during breakfast.

Potter illuminated his wand and pointed it him. "Snivellus. What are you doing out of bed?" He scolded before laughing.

Black jumped down from one of the tables and drew his wand out too.

"Rounds." Severus spat at them. "I have a reason to be out of bed. You two are getting detention for this. This school has no time for your horrendous pranks."

James smirked. "I'm not sure people are going to take your word for it when you're hanging from the ceiling in the morning." Severus quickly dropped behind a pillar, a red burst of energy narrowly missing him.

No. They were not going to do this to him again. He couldn't take it anymore.

Suddenly Lupin ran in, narrowly dodging a curse of Black's doing.

"Oi. Watch it!" He called out to them.

"Sorry, Moony. Friendly fire." Sirius explained. "Snivellus caught us, you were supposed to keep him upstairs."

"I did. You guys were supposed to be out of here by now." Remus complained.

"Well, he's getting punished for spoiling our fun." James said, trying to get an angle on him. He stepped up on one of the tables. "Snivellus. Come out, come out wherever you are." He sang into the darkness.

Remus sighed. "James, no. Just leave the guy alone."

Maybe if he got the drop on one of them, he could disarm the other one before they retaliated. He reasoned it around in his head as he hid behind the stone column. He didn't want to be hanging from the ceilings, likely nude. That had to be what Potter was going to do. He always tried to embarrass Severus as mercilessly as he could.

"Gotcha." Black poked his head around the corner and snatched his wand out of his hand. Potter jumped in front of him from the other side and raised his wand to cast a spell.

Severus punched him as hard as he could in the jaw. They scuffled.

"Stop it, guys. Stop this right now!" Lupin ordered, looking panicked. He would lose his badge if the teachers knew he was helping his friends sneak around the school at night.

He deserved it too. James kneed him in the stomach and Severus fell to the ground.

Potter got on top of him, ready to punch him in the face. Black cheered him on.

And then the strangest thing happened.

Music started playing.

James stopped with his fist pulled back. They all looked around.

The music sounded old, like it was coming out of a phonograph. The sounds were scratchy. A piano was being played delicately. Violins filtered in. And then a ladies voice, a beautiful voice echoed eerily in the darkness.

Where in the world can my lover be?

Where in the wonderful world?

Is there someone for … me?

He and James stood up. All four boys were scared.

An ethereal light glowed deep into the deserted room. A chill crept through the air. Severus shivered. This was so frightening. He had lived in Hogwarts for years. He had never seen this kind of supernatural event.

"What the hell did you guys do?" Lupin asked, staring at the light.

"We didn't do this." Black said suddenly. "Snivellus must have done this."

"I didn't do anything, you useless prat." Severus whispered to them.

And then the light changed. It expanded until it was a girl. She glowed.

She was transparent. Her skin was ivory, almost solid white as she looked around the room.

"… is she a ghost?" James asked.

"Afraid of ghosts, Potter?" Severus snapped at him. "This castle is full of them."

"This is different, Snape." Remus whispered.

She had long brown hair. It was a mess. A monstrosity really. Her face was pretty though.

Snape scanned his eyes down her form. Her body was nice. She was wearing a floor length white silk nightgown that left little to the imagination. Before he could contemplate whether or not this new ghost had a nice set of breasts, her mouth started moving. They warily began to get closer to her, trying to discern what she was saying.

But the only noises that they could hear were the abrasive melodies of a phonograph.

And a voice, that didn't match up with the way her mouth was moving.

Where, oh where? Can my lover be?

She wasn't the one saying it. Who the fuck was singing? He felt a deep panic settle into his stomach. What was happening?

Suddenly she started walking toward them, except her eyes never looked at them. It's as if she didn't even see them standing there. She raised her hand as if she were touching a wall.

The whole room… rippled. It was as if she had touched the surface of a pond. The fabric of reality broke apart where her hand had touched. And a slowly, she started to materialize through it.

Her body became more corporeal as she pushed forward. The haunting music continued. She swayed as she took the final step through the threshold.

Behind her, in the hole that she had left behind, was the Great Hall, except it was destroyed. There was rubble, and fallen columns. A whole chunk of the exterior wall and stained glass windows were completely missing.

She stepped further towards them. Her chanting was barely audible. "T-Take…. Me…."

She was rocking from side to side, as if she was dizzy. Every step she took looked as if she might collapse to the ground.

"Maybe she needs help?" Black whispered.

"Don't, Sirius." Remus scolded them. "We have no idea who she is. What the hell is that behind her?" He said, referring to the gaping hole in the physical realm.

And then more people came through. First there was a boy with messy black hair and round glasses. He was dressed in dark clothing and carrying duffle bags with him.

A girl followed. She had short red hair. She was also dressed efficiently. She sat her bags down and ran towards them. She was carrying a piece of chalk.

All four of the boys shied away from her.

"You're going to want to step back." She barked at them.

"Excuse me, we are prefects." Severus scolded her without thinking.

"Like I care." She responded. She sat down in the middle of the floor and hastily began to draw a large symbol on the ground.

A third person emerged from the portal. It was a chubby, pathetic looking boy carrying what Severus thought to be a very impressive portable potions kit. He had a Herbology containment kit tossed over his other shoulder.

He ran to a table and began opening different drawers. He chopped herbs, muddled leaves, and ignited a small cauldron. He pulled out several muggle syringes and began sterilizing them.

The first boy, with the glasses, brought crystals to the intricate symbol that the red head was drawing. He started placing seven of them on all the points of a star that she had created.

The girl in the nightgown was walking slowly. She was closer. Each step she took, they noticed more and more otherworldly things about her.

First off, her feet were not touching the floor. She was suspended at least 3 inches off of the stone. Each step, there was a ripple. Severus could feel energy pouring off of her.

She was whispering. He couldn't tell what she was saying, but he was sure that it was another language. Occasionally, she would say something suggestive and obscene in English. Her companions didn't look at her when she did this. "Inject me with your poison." She whispered into the chilly air.

The boy with the glasses stepped back as she began to step into the well-constucted glyph on the ground. He placed the final crystal behind her.

"Hurry up, Neville." He called out to his potion making friend.

"I'm almost done." Neville responded, working as quickly as he could.

She neared the other end of the glyph and walked into something. The glyph was a barrier spell. She was trapped. Severus realized now that the Crystals were being used as conductors to keep her in the dome that had formed. She couldn't walk past them.

She looked up confused. Her whispers grew louder.

"Neville." The boy with the glasses called out again.

"I got it, Harry. I almost got it." He fired another spell up under his cauldron, kicking up the heat.

The redhead rang her hands nervously.

The brunette began to punch at the barrier angrily. She looked around with sharp eyes for a way out. She met Severus' even gaze. "Fill me." She whispered to him. "Please."

He swallowed a lump in his throat. He was mortified. Never had a girl ever said something so suggestive to him. And he was realizing that this girl was obviously possessed by dark magic.

When her eyes met his, they were solid black. Her pupils had expanded to cover the entirety of her eye and white no longer remained.

"Strange. Never have I ever wanted to be Snivellus." Black quipped, clearly unaware of the situation.

The redhead quickly scolded him. "Shut your fucking mouth." She growled.

The enchanted sky crackled above them. The music built up to a crescendo.

And lightning struck the trapped brunette. The portal snapped closed. And the music stopped.

"Hermione!" The boy with the glasses, Harry yelled.

He grabbed the redhead's hand frightfully.

She hit the ground hard. The redhead tried to run forward. "No, Ginny. Don't touch it. She's not ready."

"She might die, Harry!"

"Ginny, you have to calm down. Neville, where the hell is that potion?" He yelled.

He ran at them holding a large, nasty looking muggle syringe. "I got it." He handed it off to Harry.

The nightgown that Hermione was wearing erupted into flames.

"She's on fire. THAT GIRL IS ON FIRE." Remus yelled. "Someone do something!" He yelled at the new arrivals.

Harry turned towards him. "It's part of the spell." He told them. "It's not real."

Her nightgown burnt up and the fire disappeared. She was left in only her undergarments. Her body started twitching. She sat up, and looked around the room confused.

"Harry?" She met his gaze fearfully. Her body lurched forward. She gagged and held her stomach.

And a snake slithered onto the floor, promptly erupting in flames.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at it in fear. Her eyes teared up. "Let me out, Harry."

"I can't do that, Hermione. It's not time yet." He explained to her.

"Let. Me. Out."

"Did anyone else just see that girl throw up a snake?" Potter asked.

Harry whipped around and glared at him. He clutched the syringe in his hand. "You can't come out yet, Mione. That thing is still in you."

"What thing?" Black asked.

Her eyes grew dark again. "Smart boy." She smirked at him wickedly.

Snape gaped at her. One second she was crying like she thought she would die and the next she had stood up, smiling evily at all of them. She didn't seem to care that she was hardly wearing anything.

"Would you like for me to remove more, Harry?" She teased, pulling at her bra strap.

He glared at her. "No. I wouldn't."

"This body doesn't mean anything to me. I don't mind showing it to you." She explained, running her hands down her breasts.

He looked away.

Severus' mouth went dry. Her eyes snapped towards him. "You. You want to see more, right?" She whispered. "Let me out. I'll let you do whatever you want to me." His eyes widened at her implications.

"I'll let her out." Sirius whispered.

"No you won't." Harry spun around on him. "She's possessed. She stays in the cage."

Potter put his hand on the boy's shoulder. He shied away from him. "Why is she possessed?"

"It was the only way to get here." Harry whispered.

She growled. "Blah. Blah. Blah." She cackled with laughter. Her eyes were filled with a maniacal glint. "You're really not going to let her out? You don't to play with her?" She trailed her hands up her creamy thighs. "This is horribly boring. I should just kill her now." She smiled at them.

"Don't kill her." Remus begged.

"No, it's right." Harry said. "Kill her."

Severus gaped at him. "You are not murdering a young girl in the middle of the bloody Great Hall."

"None of us are going to let you out of that cage. You'll stay trapped as long as she's alive." Harry said firmly.

"Then, you should say goodbye." Hermione whispered.

"Goodbye."

Her body fell to the ground in convulsions. Deep gashes appeared on her wrists. A dark cloud erupted from her mouth and flew out of the room.

Harry ran forward. The three of them: Harry, Ginny, and Neville quickly grabbed the crystals.

She had stopped moving. Her lips were blue. Her wrists were bleeding.

"You killed her." James said.

"It killed her. I did nothing." Harry said simply.

"You could have stopped it." Snape said. "You could have just let her out."

Harry held her cradled in his lap. Neville smeared a dark green substance down her arms. The cuts began to seal.

"It's too late to heal her." Remus said. "She's already dead."

Sirius stared at the poor girl silently. His eyes watered.

They had all just witnessed the murder of a young girl.

"She's not going to stay that way." Harry whispered, brushing her hair away from her face.

Ginny held her hands on Hermione's wrist. "Harry. Do it now."

He plunged the syringe into her chest.

She gasped as if she had been drowning. She promptly doubled over and threw up all of the contents of her stomach, which Severus noted contained a bezoar and a bunch of toxic looking herbs.

"Thank God. That actually worked." Ginny whispered.

Harry held her close to him. They all stood up.

She swayed slightly. Harry quickly took his cloak off and gave it to her to cover herself with.

The whole situation seemed to catch up to him. His eyes teared up. "I can't believe you died."

She smiled at him, taking a the cloak and sitting on a bench nearby. "It happens to best of us, I think. My head is swimming." She told him. "And I need clothes."

Ginny quickly ran off to grab her some.

"What was in that needle?" Potter said, taking a seat nearby. The other boys followed his example and sunk onto one of the benches.

They were surprised when Hermione answered. "A lot of stuff actually. Muggle adrenaline, a rejuvenating herb that is only found in Greece, some dodgy dark magic products that I'd rather not mention. A lot of stuff." She summarized.

Neville shook his head, sinking to the floor. "That was fucking crazy." He held a hand to his mouth as if he might be sick. "I don't want to do that again. It's too much pressure."

Hermione smiled. "I'm proud of you. That was a complicated potion." Her eyes were still not normal. Her pupils were just barely traced with the smallest line of white. "I don't feel good." She whispered. She cast a cleaning spell on her mouth and curled up into a little ball.

Ginny, who had been riffling through duffle bags finally brought her some clothing.

Severus was surprised when she dropped the cloak from her shoulders and started getting dressed in front of them.

He raked his eyes up her body, trying to memorize every inch of it (for later use) before she was able to cover it.

He glanced at his school mates. Potter and Lupin had looked away immediately. They were accompanied by Harry and Neville.

Black looked like he was about to try to lick her body. He bit his lip as she pulled a tank top over her head.

"A little privacy, please." Ginny said, glaring at him.

"She's the nutter that couldn't excuse herself to the bathroom to get dressed." Sirius glared.

Severus had to agree with him. He waited for the redhead to look away before he snuck another glance in her direction.

She swayed on her feet. Harry reached out to steady her.

She snapped her wrist and he went flying over one of the tables. He landed roughly across the room.

"Hermione, what you doing?" Neville yelled at her.

"This magic…" She whispered. "It's intoxicating.. I don't think that I can…"

Neville followed Harry's example as he was hurled across the room.

"I don't think I can stop." She said lightly.

"The demon? I thought it was gone!" Ginny yelled.

"It is gone!" Harry grumbled from across the room. "It's the bloody black magic."

"We shouldn't have let her out of the cage." Ginny hissed.

She looked at Severus again. Her jeans fell out of her hands to the floor. She walked towards him.

Remus stepped forward to stop her. He fell to the ground in agony at a bored flick of her fingertips.

The other boys backed slowly away.

Severus stood frozen. What the hell was he going to do? The magic was pouring off of her. He could feel it reaching dark tendrils all over him.

There was a potion that he knew could bring her to her senses. It would nullify any of her power for 12 hours, which would give the magic time to naturally diffuse out of her. He glanced at the potions kit nearby.

He would never be able to make it before she got to him.

She was going to kill him. He just knew it.

She gestured towards him. The table slid up and knocked his legs out from under him. He was thrown into a seated position.

He braced himself for what was to come.

She climbed into his lap and kissed him hungrily.

"Holy shit." Black said.

"Yeah." Potter agreed.

"Hermione, No!" Ginny cried out.

She didn't seem to hear her. Severus' head was swimming. She raked her hands up his stomach. When she touched his chest, his buttons went flying across the room.

He breathed heavily when she finally broke away from him to kiss down his neck. She greedily raked her hands down his chest.

"I don't even know you." He protested half heartedly.

She ground her panty clad pelvis hard against him. "It doesn't matter." She whispered. He groaned loudly as she rocked steadily against him.

This was embarrassing.

It was obscene.

It was so wonderful.

"That's enough!" Harry yelled sternly. He whipped out his wand and stunned her. "Honestly? Are any of you wizards? Stunning spell. It's a first year spell."

Severus took a deep breath. She was froze mid kiss. Her mouth was open and her tongue was stretched toward him.

"We were just enjoying the show." James joked.

"Kind of wished I could have played the leading role." Black quipped.

Her eyes narrowed. She was fighting the paralytic.

"I'm just going to move you, Miss." Severus placed his hands on her hips to shift her off of him. There was a devious glint in her eyes when he touched her. He tried to ignore it.

"What do we do now? We can't keep her frozen forever." Ginny whined as she helped Neville up off of the ground. Severus heard Potter pulling Remus to his feet. He had gotten the worst of it. From the looks of it, she had magically punched him in the stomach.

"I can help." Severus said. He stood up and pulled his shirt closed. He couldn't fasten it, because it was buttonless. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve. There was a pink lipstick stain on his oxford. Wow. That hadn't ever happened to him before.

"Going camping, Snivellus?" Potter said from nearby.

"What are you going on about, idiot?" Severus glared at him.

"You have a tent." Remus explained.

He glanced down. So he did.

He walked over to the potions kit nearby. "I'll make a potion to nullify her magic for a few hours. It should give her time to come down from her high, I think."

"Thank you." Harry said to him.

"After that. You four need to report to the headmaster's office." Snape said, while slamming his knife onto slimy looking oysters.

"Yeah. That's why were here." Harry looked him dead in the eyes.

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Notes: I don't know. It might be cheesy. I don't want to think of it or what to do about it. It was just an idea that was rattling around in my head ever since I listened to Katy Perry's E.T. Some of the words that Hermione says come from that song. Tell me if you think this monstrosity needs to keep going.