When All is Lost One is Found

Chapter 93: Headmaster Snape

When All is Lost, One is Found

Author: Rinoaebastel

Chapter 93: Headmaster Snape

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and gain no profit from this fanfiction other than writing practice. JK Rowling owns Harry Potter.

AN: This story may contain scenes taken from the Harry Potter movies and books, but it's not exact dialogue, just rewording of dialogue or omission. It is not marked.

Hogwarts' gates opened for him as soon as his feet hit the grass on the edge of Hogwarts' territory. He hadn't expected to find Hogsmeade already infested and controlled by Death Eaters. But what startled him most was what he felt as he walked to the castle. Multiple shadows whipped across the sky, making the cooling fall even colder. The Dark Lord hadn't mentioned Dementors would be around. Hogwarts had just turned into Azkaban for children and teens as far as he was concerned.

The Death Eaters were in full control of Hogwarts' now and he hoped the half-bloods and muggleborns had enough sense to stay at their homes. He'd seen it announced in the newspapers that Hogwarts was now only accepting students who had a "full magical lineage". Code for purebloods. That was how the purge would begin. Within a few months, if no one stopped him, Britain would be under the Dark Lord's control.

But he still held out a little hope. Potter still had time to find the Horcruxes.

As he approached the doors to the castle, he saw a group waiting. A group of people he'd known for years, but who truly never knew him. Not the real him behind the spy, behind the murderer.

He halted when he was in front of them and placed his hands behind his back as he studied each. He was used to receiving expressions like theirs, so their looks of anger and even betrayal didn't sting him as much as he thought they might. One person didn't appear to carry any hatred. Just a stern expression graced Pomfrey's features. And there was something off about Minerva as well, but he couldn't place what it was.

"Snape." His eyes didn't move from the other teachers as a couple walked to his side, coming from behind him. "Our master sent us to fill the vacant teaching positions. He desires us to help you maintain discipline in the students."

His lips twitched slightly before turning his head to the man who spoke. Apparently, his job wasn't going to be easy if he was going to have other Death Eaters around too.

"And you are?" he asked with a bored voice.

"Amycus and Alecto Carrow, sir. We will teach Muggle studies and Defense Against the Dark Arts under the desires of the Dark Lord," the woman explained. The rest of the staff made noises under their breath to indicate they were not pleased with the two new professors. They'd better get used to it because he would not be surprised if there would be more coming.

He noticed Professor Burbage wasn't there with them. He refrained from saying anything about it. It meant she'd been dispossessed.

"Very well," he said and removed his hands from behind his back. "I expect you to put the interest of the students above all else when you are within these walls."

His eyes turned back to his former colleagues. They all looked at him disbelievingly. "Their education is most important. We want strong wizards and witches that know how the new world will be."

"Should we teach them to become traitorous rats like you?"

He looked at McGonagall and cursed her Gryffindor personality. He raised his hand to keep the male Carrow from casting a spell. He didn't want a confrontation, but he wouldn't stop Minerva from ripping Carrow a new arsehole if he did start something.