Summary : Like him you were there to serve the purpose of others. Like him you were distraught over by your past and your aimless future. Like him you needed to be loved. And finally you found each other.
Tag(s)/Warning(s) : Angst. Depression. Not an easy past. A beacon of love in the darkness.
A/N: Hello dear 😁 this his my very first fanfiction. Please still be kind, I have a soft little heart 😂 and do not hesitate to drop by and chat with me, I love meeting new people and discuss about anything and everything.
Disclaimer : Harry Potter, Severus Snape and all this incredible, amazing and magic world is the proprierty of J.K. Rowling. Only the OC and the plot of this story are mine.
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It was a stormy night. The thunder reasoned all around the house, you could see the flashlight hitting the floor across the window.
You hated that kind of weather. That reminded you of the war. And also of your childhood when you were afraid and no one was there to comfort you. Your mother told you to not be a coward and go to sleep. Your father just didn't care. Eventually, you grew up by shutting yourself up, by bottling up your feelings, by thinking you were unworthy and your sensitiveness a shortage you have to conceal.
After your years at Beauxbatons, you fled away to a not-so-secret school in Denmark to learn to master your potion skills but above all to learn the art of dark magic. The Art of Demonic Cultivation wasn't forbidden there and you find a master in Elijah, a powerful wizard and a Master of the Demonic Cultivation. He saw through your soul that you were a fragile little thing with a lot of insecurities. You were leaving with the need to make your parents and your teacher proud, to be loved by everybody because since you were a child, everybody let you believe that you could only be valid if you were enough. Except you were never enough. Never enough smart, never having enough good grades, never enough pretty, never enough...
And so, the wizard took you under his wing but as a matter of course, it wasn't disinterested. He quickly realized you were a skillful legilimens. This compensated for your mediocrity in occlumency. Anyway, whoever would have tried to read your mind would have lost himself in a maze of uninterrupted thinking. Your brain never took a break, making it difficult for even the more experienced occlumens to read your open mind. On the other hand, you have no trouble reading the mind of anybody just by one glance. You didn't even need your wand for that.
This is how you met him the first time. If Elijah wanted to mold you to meet his expectations, it's finally another wizard who took advantage of your talents.
Dumbledore. He came during a stormy night like this one in the lugubrious castle that was serving as a school in the middle of nowhere in the Scandinavian country that you learned to like. He needed a favor. It was not a request. Elijah and his relatives owed him this favor. And without a blink, he gets rid of you for the profit of another wizard.
