Disclaimer:

I do not own the characters of Harry Potter, these belong to that wonderful author JK Rowling and the various publishing companies used to publish her works. I am however borrowing them, no not to make money but for fun and fun only.

Summary:

This is a Harry Potter/ Hannibal crossover. The SVW is in full swing and Lucius Malfoy turned spy for the light. One Auror in the order meets Hannibal Lector in muggle London not knowing just what hell he has set on Lucius…

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Chapter One: Dark Dealings:

Dawlish was not a very bright man nor was he remarkable in looks either. He was a short man with shoulder length grizzled gray hair and dull brown eyes in a lined, tanned face. He was willing to do just about anything to protect his world from dark wizard scum and he had decided to align with the Order of the Phoenix for this reason. He had accepted Severus Snape as spy, after all the man had lost quite a bit in the last war and Dawlish understood revenge. Dawlish may not have been very smart but he was able to gather information like no-one's business. That was why he knew Snape would not betray the order, no he would not as he wanted revenge.

Yet the newest addition to the order did not make him happy at all. Lucius Malfoy, a rich pureblood lord who was high up in Voldemort's inner circle. Rumor had it he was the dark lord's right hand wizard and many murders, attacks and the torture of muggles and muggleborn were by his hand even if they could not fully be pinned on him. He only got away with what he did by showering the ministry with his gold. This had angered Dawlish to no end but he had not said anything to the order about. However Dawlish could not fully recall what drew him to speaking to Hannibal Lector one cold winters day. Of course he did not know who Lector really was and if he had he would not have spoke to him.

Dawlish had entered muggle London clad in a muggle suit and overcoat blending into the hoards of people out and about. He entered one of his favorite pubs and took a seat at the back. He ordered dinner and a pint and sat by himself eating, until Lector had come in. He was a few inches taller than Dawlish but thinner and more wiry in build. Unlike Dawlish his navy suit and tie were of expensive cut and were perfectly tailored. He had over this a light gray trench coat and fedora hat with gloves on. As the pub was full there was only one seat left and Lector sat across from the gray haired steely eyed Auror calmly. He had no magic himself but he knew of the magical world, as he was deemed insane no-one would believe him if he spoke of it. Unknown to Dawlish Lector had watched him every time he was in the muggle world for the past month.

"May I sit here?" Lector asked.

"Sure, space is free." Dawlish grunted as he took another measure of his pint.

"What is a wizard like you doing out in muggle London?" Lector asked, then at the look from Dawlish "I had friends who were wizards."

"Not much, just work getting to me." Dawlish replied.

He was not sure how things had led to him talking, about Lucius Malfoy. About his anger at the man and what he got away with. Lector was a master at getting information and soon he had a profile not only of the man before him but two other wizards. Dawlish stood no chance with Lector, as Lector was very good at gathering information. Lector found he wanted to meet this Lucius Malfoy and see if he was worthy of life. Dawlish would regret speaking to Lector later but for now he found a pleasant dinner companion who seemed to understand him. He was right, but that would not bring him any satisfaction later on.

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Lucius Malfoy, tall handsome pureblood wizard with perfectly straight, long silver blond hair and steel gray eyes looked around the area he was to meet Severus Snape. He knew something was wrong the minute he came into the rundown warehouse. Severus Snape was to meet him here, he had found something of interest and sent a letter wanting to meet him, as he had just joined the order he thought it was to see what information he might have. Yet as he called for his friend there was no answer.

He lit his wand and walked through the warehouse and found his friend aright bound tightly to a table. Severus was still clad in his black robes over his thin frame, Lucius could see some blood in his long lank black hair and bruises on his pale face dominated by his hooked nose. To Lucius's horror there was a muggle crossbow set up to shoot his friend. He saw a man come into view, a small wiry man clad in a muggle suit and tie and overcoat with a felt fedora on his head. He wanted to kill the man but dared not move, he was sure if he did Severus would die and very painfully.

"You have a choice, you could attack me Lucius and let your friend die or surrender your wand and come with me." Lector said.

"I will kill you!" Lucius snarled stepping forward his wand out.

"If you try to use your wand against me, he dies." Lector replied, "is that what you want? Put your wand on your friend and he lives, don't and he dies"

Lucius may have been a horrible selfish man but Severus was an old dear friend. No he was more than that, many people would be stunned that Severus and Lucius were blood brothers. Severus was as much family to Lucius as Narcissa and Draco. Lucius walked up to put his wand on Severus, it was not as if he was unarmed, no he could still reach for his wand in his boot. There was a flash and Severus was gone and Lucius knew he was safe. He went for his wand in his boot but was not fast enough, something hit him hard in the neck and he stood up stunned and pulled out a needle and syringe. His eyes widened in his pale face as the sedative took place and he crumpled to the floor out cold.

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Severus woke slowly and rolled to his back in response to the prodding of someone's foot. He realized he must have passed out when the portkey dropped him off in muggle London and he had staggered to Grimmauld Place. He was fully awake and on his feet wand out gripping the wall glaring at Black before him. Sirius Black, pureblood head of house looked at Severus warily. He had heard someone come into the safe house and when he came up he found Severus out cold on the floor. That was not the case anymore, no Severus was fully awake glaring at the taller man with long curly near black hair, pale face and gray eyes.

"Easy Snape, I am not going to hurt you." Sirius said, "you passed out."

"You would too if you were kidnapped, beaten and drugged with muggle drugs!" Severus hissed, wand out pointed at Sirius "going to gloat?"

"No, how did you get tangled up with muggles? You know more about them than most here do!" Sirius asked.

"I was set up, some sort of trap, when I find out who set me up I will kill them!" Severus snarled, "slowly starting by removing their entrails, by hand, and binding them with them!"

"Right, look you don't look so well, maybe you better come with me to the kitchens." Sirius said.

"I could use some firewhisky." Severus replied walking towards the kitchen. "I am fine."

Sirius knew he was not but dared not say a word, he knew Severus could and would hurt him badly. It had been that way since they were in school, poor Severus Snape the picked on odd ball with no friends. That was bollocks, Sirius had found out how powerful the greasy little waif was and really if he had not been friends with James and Remus and yes even Peter he was sure Severus would have killed him. Severus had been on good terms with Regulus and in turn his own parents and he was sure that his parents paid him to torment their eldest son. How else did such a poor boy from the mills have new robes and most of his books new?

Severus came to the kitchens in the basements and was about to take a seat at the table when his legs gave out under him. Arthur Weasley was there and he quickly caught Severus and put him on the table ordering Sirius to call for madam Pomfrey, he carefully removed Severus's robes and clothing and started to scan him to see what injuries he had. Someone had done a number on the poor boy and he wanted to know who would have hurt him like this. Even Voldemort was not as violent as this, his specialty and that of his followers was the Crucio curse, but this was far more physical than that. Poppy came through the floo and started to work on Severus right away as he lay still on the table.

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Albus Dumbledore hurried into the basement of the order house finding his potions master struggling to get off the table he was lying on. He was naked but for his undershorts for a good reason. His body was covered in bruises and cuts, his right leg heavily bandaged, and Poppy was working on his left arm that was clearly broken. Severus was going for his wand while Sirius was being held back by Arthur Weasley. Severus may have passed out from his injuries but he was very much awake now and had clearly been angered by Sirius as he looked ready to kill. Everyone seemed to freeze as the tall man with waist length silver beard and hair clad in bright robes came into the room

"I heard that Lucius Malfoy was kidnapped?" Dumbledore asked, no twinkle in his blue eyes, "what happened Severus? Who hurt you my boy?"

"I was captured, tortured and poisoned." Severus snarled, "I wake up and have this mutt here dare insult me!"

"I spoke the truth, after all everyone knows you are the lapdog of Lucius." Sirius snarled.

"Why you I will kill you!" Severus snarled grabbing his wand and sending several painful curses and hexes straight at Sirius.

"Enough!" Dumbledore said defecting the spells with a wave of his wand, "Sirius you will apologize now."

"Why, it's true." Sirius snarled, "I cannot understand why you allowed that death eater into the order, bad enough we have Severus."

"Severus is trustworthy." Dumbledore said, "now I need to know everything that happened, when you are feeling better Severus."

"Yes sir." Severus replied.

Severus continued to glare at Sirius before Poppy pushed him back onto the table. It was very clear he was no longer the scrawny boy Sirius remembered in school, no Severus was tall, lean yes but he was wiry with knotted muscles under his sallow skin and course black hair on his chest. He had no tattoos but for the dark mark and very few scars. He could add a new one from the poisoned wound that Lector had given him. Poppy firmly took Severus's wand from him and began to work on his side. Arthur, the red headed head of house Weasley shoved Sirius into a chair and surprisingly Sirius stopped fighting him. Then again Arthur whispered something in his ear that got Sirius to pale then nod and turned to see Poppy treating other wounds on Severus.

"You have something to say Sirius?" Arthur said prompting the younger head of house.

"I am sorry Severus, I was out of line for saying what I said about you and Lucius." Sirius said sulkily.

"Good, now I would like to know what happened Severus, can I have a look?" Dumbledore asked.

"Very well, but not with that mutt in the room." Severus snarled.

"This is my house!" Sirius snapped, "I should throw you out!"

"You cannot, as an order member I have a right to be here even if it is your house!" Severus snarled back.

"Stop it boys and Sirius you need to help me find Remus, I need to give him a calming draught." Poppy said.

Still grumbling Sirius got up while Severus stayed on the table letting the potions work through his system. Dumbledore cast the spell that let him into Severus's mind and he found the memories of his captivity. He saw a man that had taken him prisoner, a small wiry man with short hair and eyes that had evil in them. He tormented and tortured Severus forcing him under pain and powerful drugs to write a letter to Lucius to bring him to the man. He then had drugged Severus and the next memories were only voices, of the man forcing Lucius to make a choice between his life and Severus's. Dumbledore came out of Severus's mind concern on his face.

"He is not dead, we are blood brothers, the link we share is such that I would know if he were dead." Severus said, "I cannot tell if he is hurt however, I just know he is alive."

"Who would want to kidnap him?" Arthur asked, "no I should ask who doesn't want to kidnap him?"

"This man is a muggle, I did not see him use any magic." Dumbledore said.

"He did not, if he could have he would have." Severus said, "though he was crude in his methods, well Poppy would have told you if he had done worse than beat and drug me."

"We need to find out who this is." Arthur said, "I can have Tonks do a sketch, she is good at those, maybe we can find this man that way."

"A good idea." Dumbledore said watching Severus take up a potion and down it. "You should try to rest."

"Does hexing Black count as rest?" Severus said silkily.

"No my boy it does not."

"Pity that." Severus said.

He put his head on the table and passed out once more. Arthur helped Severus up to a bedroom and into bed. Molly would come later, she sure liked to collect those without families Arthur mused, like Harry and Sirius and most importantly Severus. His thoughts turned to the newest order member Lucius Malfoy and mentally sighed, he really did not want to have to rescue Malfoy as he was nothing but trouble and always would be. He was sure that Lucius was still a death eater and deserved whatever was done to him.

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Hannibal Lector was many things, criminally insane, genius, psychiatrist and doctor but one thing he was not was a monster. At least he believed he was no monster, others who had seen what he did to his victims would disagree. He had known of the magical world since he was a young man, it had not interested him as magic did not impress him. Magic did not make one smarter and he felt himself superior to the wand waving peoples as he used all his mind and they did not, they just waved wands and called on magic to do everything for them. Yet he was interested in what this pureblood wizard named Lucius Malfoy could offer.

This wizard was smart, he came armed with more than one weapon and had saved his friend and would have, if Lector had not been expecting it killed him. No matter, Lector would not let his captive get the best of him. That was why he had bound his captive to a chair under a light so he could see his captive more clearly. He walked up to him and took in the wizard's fine black outer robes and green and black inner robes. His hair hung about his pale noble looking face and Lector was intrigued by the beauty of the man before him. He decided to spare the man's looks, such beauty did not need to be marred. He brushed a lock of fine blond hair away from the wizard's face with gloved hand.

"Such beauty hides an evil heart." Lector said, "or does it, you showed some since of loyalty. Your friend said you care nothing for others but so far you have proven you do. I know so much about you Lucius, and I will find your deepest darkest secrets. You will be glad to tell me, for now rest, you will need it."

Lector let go of the lock of Lucius's hair and went to implement his second part of the task, he walked down some cold metal stairs to a short hall and into a white tiled room. He looked around and smiled, yes things were in place for him to test this pureblood wizard. If he passed he would live if not then Lector was looking forward to see if a wizard tasted any different than a normal human non magical man.

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Now we do know that Lector loves to psychoanalyze people, that is why he chose the profession he did before he was caught and locked up. He likes to see what makes people tick and of course he likes to eat many of his victims. Some like Starling he just likes to lead on chases, only time will tell what he wants to do with Lucius here.