Severus and the Doctor

Serafina

Severus roughly pushed Eve to the side. Caught off guard, she stumbled backwards and he closed the door, locking it magically behind him. She didn't need to be caught in a cross fire between a him and a witch hellbent on destruction. And she knew better than to bang on the door and blow his cover even if the Madame knew he was there.

Wand out, he plastered his back to the wall, creeping sideways until he could see a shadow in the room. He waited, trying to discern the energy of the presence. No toe tapping or pacing. Nearly silent except for calm and even breathing.

"Come out from behind there please. I don't want you dead...At least not yet" came a bored voice, Scottish, soothing in a reminiscent way.

Not lowering his wand, he turned the corner and took in the Madame: standing as tall as he, thin and muscled but feminine in a green silk dress, her ruby red hair wound in ringlets down her back standing out in contrast against her porcelain pale skin and ice blue eyes. She looked familiar but he couldn't place her.

He entered her mind but found nothing except himself staring back. Occlumency.

"A bit of a let down? Not being able to see my thoughts" she smiled, teeth perfectly white against her pink lips.

"Your use of occlumency is impressive" he answered honestly, bowing to ego

"I suppose. Not many people understand it. I take it not many would understand people like us" she complimented him back, sending a chair over for him to sit on

He ignored it, asking

"People like us?"

"The real ones. The people making the moves. Always under the radar but making the waves. You were second in command to the dark lord. How did you do it?" she explained with a smile, her tone reverent but underneath he could detect vitriol

"A lot of backstabbing and manipulation. I'm guessing the same way you got to where you are" he shot back, careful to watch her wand

"I'm a beautiful woman. I just smile and ask. You would be shocked to know some of the things that men have done for me on the promise of sex. Kind of silly, isn't it? Risking your life for a moment of pleasure?" she laughed, the sound awkward and out of place, almost as if she couldn't believe it

"Nothing much shocks me. That was brilliant the way you wove the Cruciatus curse into the clothes. I never would have figured that out" he admitted, trying to make nice with a woman who he fully assumed was a sociopath

"You're trying too hard to be my friend Severus Snape. My plan started to fall apart when they brought you in. I had everything set. No one knew where you were. Word amongst the rest of the death eaters was that you had gone into hiding. Why did you come back? You already saved the boy?" she questioned him curiously, biting at her lip in annoyance

Loyalty. Guilt. Manipulation. A whole host of things that he didn't have the time to go into. Nor the mental fortitude.

"I was forced to. Emotional manipulation. But I suppose I would like to believe I have a shred of decency somewhere in my body" he replied with a shrug, chest aching with disgust at his honesty

"You never really believed in the plan. You still have light in your eyes. You don't remember me, do you?" she stated coldly, arms crossing her chest

He shook his head, wracking his brain for instances of her but could find none.

"Come on in" she grinned, the shields of Occlumency lowered.

His stomach rolled as he saw a meeting with the dark lord, the first time around. Dozens of them in their masks at Malfoy Manor. He saw himself sitting in the corner as the others mingled, drinking and indulging in magical mischief. He began to remember what happened next. In she walked, in a long dress that showed her cleavage and curves. Everyone sat to watch, as she began to dance and strip tease.