Not sure how often the updates are going to be since I am really busy in RL, but will try to do as much as I can. I am sure the Peach Bomb Squad will start their threats again if I take too long.
Again, thanks to all of you who reviewed The Searcher, The Searcher 2: The False Ghost (Now called The Searcher 2: Spectre) in the Labyrinth section and Harry Potter and the False Ghost over the Harry Potter section. You guys are the ones who encourage me to write, re-reading all your wonderful reviews was what decided me to finish the series. I hope you will like whatever I come up with.
For those of you who are Snape fans (and yes, I know who you are) I have another little plot bunny involving HP and Labyrinth.... a SS/HG story. What if Hermione found a certain little red book? And why that strange man resembles Snape so much? It's my first attempt at humor, so if you think I should do it, let me know. I will be posting that story in the Harry Potter universe.
K, enough ranting, let's get down to business, shall we?
Disclaimer: As much as I would like, nothing belongs to me, except Caridwen, Jay and the plot. Anything Harry Potter belongs to the goddess JK Rowling (yay for book 5!) and anything Labyrinth belongs to Jim Henson productions, et. al. Catherine belongs to my Peach-Bazooka carrying muse, Cat. I'm not making any money at this, so please don't sue.
Now, on with the story.
Ch. 1 You remind me of the babe…
Cari was walking absentmindedly throughout the castle's corridors. She then made a turn, where the limestone walls of Hogwart's castle changed subtly, to a more familiar type of rock… one only found in the Underground.
She heard voices at a distance, and for some reason she made her way quietly, not wanting to be noticed. She turned a corner and saw a thin beam of light coming from a door that had been left open a crack, and crept forward to peek through the small gap between door and frame, noticing several unfamiliar people in the room beyond.
She then went to one of the spying rooms that allowed you to see what was happening inside the room without been detected. She carefully unlatched and opened the panel that would allow her to see and hear everything that happened in the room.
Moving forward, her eyes took on the room. She knew it was the breakfast room, but it look different from what she knew. There still was a big circular table in the middle, but no buffet table or comfortable dining chairs. Maps were streamed around the room, five heads hovered over one in particular that took the whole circumference of the table.
It looked like a map of the labyrinth, moving and changing from time to time. Inside the room were three men and three women, the blond man she immediately recognized as her father.
The man with long black hair pointed to a particular corner inside the moving walls.
"What we need to do is get it to come to this point, that's where we can safely cast the spell and get rid of it."
The dark haired woman moved forward, looking at the pointed place from different angles before speaking.
"But what about the one who is going to be trapped in there as well? What will happen to them?"
The red-haired man sighed; pinching his nose as if he knew what he was about to say would not go well with the others.
"I'm afraid that whoever is going to be inside will have to cast the spell as well as the ones who are outside. We cannot let it escape, at any cost!"
The small, mousy-haired woman immediately put a hand in front of her mouth, as if to hide her horror.
"But… that is suicide!"
The black haired man put both hands in the table, glancing at the rest of the occupants seriously.
"That's why I'm going to do it. I have better chances of escaping, and all of you know it."
The blonde woman turned to him, one of her hands reaching for his forearm.
"You can't! You promised…"
Taking her hand in both of his, he kissed it, and addressed the rest of the group.
"It's the only way. Now go to rest everyone, we have a long day tomorrow."
Everyone started marching out of the room, her father giving an affectionate squeeze on the shoulders to the blonde woman, and strangely enough, pausing to give her a kiss on her forehead.
"Don't stay up for too long."
Giving him a sad smile, she nodded.
"I won't, father."
Wait a second! Father? What?
She then saw her father leave, leaving the blonde woman alone with the dark haired man. She couldn't make out his face, as his back was all she could see, but his mannerisms were so familiar, just like his voice… but from where?
The blonde woman, who she now noticed resembled her father a lot, suddenly turned to the dark haired man, her eyes flashing with fury.
"You can't do this! I won't let you."
The man then caressed the woman's cheek, her eyes closing, letting out a tear in the process.
"You know as well as I do that this is the only way. Your father cannot afford another loss. He already lost your mother; he cannot lose you as well."
Her eyes opened, tears flowing freely now, but whether from sadness or anger, she didn't know.
"But I should do it. It is my Kingdom. Mine! I should be the one making the sacrifice, not you."
Exhaling a deep sigh, he cupped her face with both hands, wiping her tears with his fingers.
"My dear Catherine, you are more valuable to your kingdom and your father alive than dead. I am simply… expendable."
Her eyes were ablaze with fury now. Taking his hands from her face she started pacing, but never leaving her eyes from his face.
"Expendable? What about your plans? What about the school you four have been talking so much about? What about me? Don't I count for anything?"
He then turned on Catherine, his elegant movements reminding Cari of a panther about to attack. Cari stifled a gasp as the man's face became clear to her… but how could it be possible? What was Professor Snape doing in the Underground?
He paused, crossing his arms in front of him, in typical Snape fashion.
"Sacrifices have to be made for the benefit of all. If I have to be one, I will gladly make them."
The man's face turned abruptly to one side as the girl slapped him.
"I thought you loved me, but it's clear to me now that you don't. I suggest you leave now; you need to rest. Goodnight."
She then imperiously pointed to the door, he just nodded still caressing his face where her hand had made contact, and left the room.
The girl then slammed her hands on the table.
"If you thought that I would take this sitting down, you have another thing coming, Salazar Slytherin. I am afraid you will have to get used to disappointment."
Catherine then turned leaving the room in swirl of brocade skirt and cloak.
Cari woke up, sitting up in her bed, trying to figure out her strange
dream. The man in her dream had not been Professor Snape but Slytherin?
What was going on?
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