Mama Voldie Beginning

Chapter 1

Dear Professor Snape,

Have you ever wondered why some puzzle pieces just seem to click together too well? I had and that's why I am writing this. Well more like sending this copy. I've written several others already and this is the only one I ever intend to send. Albus Dumbledore is not what he seems. Though you of all people should know that. I studied some forms of genealogy and know of your husband. Though not if he is who I think he is. Apologies for change of subject there Professor. I fear lack of sleep plays a role. I hold several secrets from the Light side. A joke though that supposed side is. Master and Mistress will not like their property being taken from them by other freaks. I don't wish to deal with the pain that I assume belongs to them. Please save me. I'll do anything for you and your husband if it helps. Just don't leave me with these monsters.

Thank you Professor, H. Potter

P.S. I am sending this through the goblins for hope that Ron, Hermione or Dumbledore do not find out.

Severus's hand shook slightly as he read the letter that had ink stains and tear splotches covering it. Harry did not even call them Aunt and Uncle. Master and Mistress as if they were some sort of sexual dungeon owners. That is not what a little boy should call his damn relatives.

Rushing out of his study Severus quickly made his way to the library. Thankfully Marvolo was sprawled sexily surrounded by stacks of dark arts books. Most likely working on a new spell. Shaking the thoughts of his husband's body out of his head Severus handed over the letter.

"Verus?" Marvolo asked his maroon eyes boring into Severus who just gestured to the letter and spun on his heel. It had been two weeks since the school year, Harry's third, came to a finish. That was two weeks of possible abuse. Hoping that Poppy and Cissy were available and home he through some floo powder into the grate calling out for Malfoy Mansion.

"Sev? What do you need? Is something wrong?" Lucius asked worriedly thinking something may have gone wrong with some lower death eaters.

"Where's Cissy? I need her here in five minutes at best. I'll explain once you are both here. Floo for Poppy too. You know hers is tracked and cant have that old fool knowing about this place." Severus interrupted his closest friend. He knew this dealing could be taking precious time away from saving Harry but they were all Slytherins. They did not run into an unknown situation. And this would definitely be one.

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Harry carefully measured out about a quarter of what he normally ate, ignoring all of the conversations around him, he went back to planning. Tonight, he had decided, would be the night he wrote the letter to the professor. Harry had thought long and hard about what he had wanted to say but knew in the end the it would most likely be winged. Sighing quietly he tuned back into whatever the idiot duo was doing. It looked a bit like arguing to be honest.

Ron's snores barely bothered anyone else in the room as Harry sat at the window glaring at him. He wanted to quiet him in some way so that he could think but he knew what would happen. It was just like last time he had an urge. Nothing big he just wanted a hug but it still resulted in a painful round of cruciatus. Rubbing a bruise he was not sure which one had given to him at this point he pulled the parchment closer.

Harry could only hope that Hedwig would know which goblins to give this to. Glancing up he was not surprised to find her waiting for him her leg held out, head tilted as if waiting for a command. Harry smiled and carefully tied the letter on.