Dark Repercussions

The Breaking of Severus Snape

A/N: Ok, everyone, I'm back with another oneshot for DR, but this one is a LOT darker than the others. I'm giving you all fair warning, THIS IS NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED! The idea came to me in a spur of the moment and I wanted to see where it could go; this is the result. I don't want any flamers saying how twister or disgusting this is, because I've given ample warning.

Warning: SCENES OF GRAPHIC NATURE, SEVERE NON-CON AKA RAPE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Oh he had been waiting for this. He had left it a good month to lure him in to a false sense of security before he pounced, and he wanted to break him. They no longer needed to worry about saving face or keeping their secrets, it was out, and they were free to do as they pleased. The school had settled in to a routine, accepting their new classes and the abrupt changes thrust upon them. It seemed that most of the students were too busy caring about what was being offered to them to worry about the fact that their world was run by the so called dark. He was loving it, the freedom and the relaxation, no judgements and getting to do what he loved, teaching. There was only one bitter regret, that his very best friends were not here to enjoy it with him, but he knew they would be happy for him. This, however, was just one of the final acts he would perform in his own personal brand of revenge.

Harry had told him all about the clear warning he had given Snape before the ministry incident, which begged the question why it took over two hours for them to be notified so that they could be moved in to position. By that time, the six students had already been battling the Death Eaters for some time, and because of that Sirius was dead. Remus believed if they had been notified immediately, the battle would have never made it to the Death Chamber to begin with. That, however, was not the only cause of his rage. Snape, the loathsome ball of slime, was the one who guaranteed Dumbledore's first success with the Potters when he took the prophecy to the Dark Lord. It was unacceptable. And there was something in the man's general demeanour that made him seem like a challenge to Moony, which really wouldn't do; he wanted to break him.

Since Harry had gifted the man to him all those months ago he had been trying to break him, but the man was stubborn and the fight wouldn't leave him. But now, now he knew who he was it was different, oh so different. Remus had seen his reaction, he had witnessed the horror, this disbelief and the disgust and it was beautiful. So tonight it was time to make him snap, and he had come prepared. He walked in to the room and nodded approvingly to how it was set up, Andromeda, Bellatrix and Espia ran the breeding house, keeping the breeders in perfect health, training them how to act and how to behave, and managing the finances and prices for those using the whores and renting the breeders.

Due to their vigilance, the toys were kept in a separate wing of the same house, where the three women kept them as their masters deemed. Remus had alerted them to his arrival and what he wished to be done and they had followed his direction perfectly, there were two comfortable chairs and a matching sofa along with a nice oak desk. It was who was sat at the desk that made his expression twist in to a wolfish grin, that stretched dangerously when the man's attention snapped around to him and his pale skin went white. He was in simple clothing, trousers and a shirt, and the collar that Vilkas had attached himself.

"You!" He hissed and Vilkas tutted.

"Ah ah, that is not how you have been trained to speak." Vilkas said in disappointment, shaking his head in pity, "And I thought we were over this."

"Disgusting mangy wolf, you have no right to come near me." Snape spat viciously and Vilkas raised an eyebrow.

"I think I have been more than 'near you'." Remus pointed out and Snape flinched slightly but his glare didn't waver.

"Filth."

"Oh no no no, this will not do at all." A cold voice from the doorway spoke, and Snape paled some more. Sang Lys stepped in to the room with a twisted expression on his features as he eyed the ex-potions teacher, he was followed in by Blaise, who was dressed in indecently small hot pants and a vest that clung to his toned frame, and Cien, who had a nasty smirk on his face, and he was followed by Seamus, who was completely naked bar a tight pair of white jeans. The assassins took a seat in the chairs and their toys knelt before them, Blaise knelt without so much as a blink from Sang Lys but Seamus had to be tapped twice to comply.