HP: Embrace the Darkness

After witnessing Snape die dozens of times before his eyes, Athis went completely crazy.

As soon as he woke up, he did what he had wanted to do for a long time but didn't dare to do.

Lying on the bed, Snape coughed twice, then opened his eyes weakly. His head still ached slightly, and his whole body felt weak.

The effect of the potion was very strong. He could only bite his lip to use the pain to force himself to wake up. Then he turned his head and looked around vigilantly.

This was an exquisite and luxurious room. There was no one else in the room except him. Snape breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to sit up, but unexpectedly he heard a crisp sound at his hand and felt restrained.

Snape suddenly froze and lowered his head in disbelief.

An iron chain extended from both sides of the bed and connected to his wrists. The overall shape of the chain was exquisite and engraved with intricate patterns. When worn on his hands, it looked like a carefully crafted decoration, but that could not conceal the meaning behind it.

The door was pushed open and the person approached at a leisurely pace. His leather shoes made a cold and dangerous knocking sound when they touched the ground.

"Ah, Professor, you're awake."

Snape looked at the person who came in silence, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Mr. Cavendish? I assume you're trying to murder your Potions professor?"

"Of course..." Athis casually touched Snape's lips and pressed hard, forcing the soft lips to open, "No."

Snape hadn't been in a weak position for a long time, and he was shocked and angry. He glared at Athis with cold dark eyes. Seeing that he was unmoved, he turned his head to avoid his hand and almost bit him.

Aces forcibly pulled Snape's chin back, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I feel sad when you say that to me. How can this be murder? How can I bear to kill you, Severus?"

The name was pronounced particularly vaguely, and I didn't even want to pretend.

Snape laughed in anger and opened his mouth to spray venom, but Aces was quick-witted and quick-spoken. The moment Snape opened his mouth, he grabbed his cold lips and pinched his chin, leaving him no chance to escape.

The unusual softness on his lips made Snape's pupils suddenly dilate, and he was so shocked that he even forgot to keep his mouth shut. Athis took advantage of the opportunity and attacked him with his tongue domineeringly and forcefully.

Snape reacted, his eyes became fierce, and he wanted to bite off the tongue of the bastard who offended him.

Asis exerted force and Snape's jaw was removed.

Without the support of his chin, Snape was completely unable to resist Athis's attack and was forced to accept this brutal kiss.

Athis narrowed his eyes, deliberately acted mischievously, and his movements were fierce and fast, taking away all of Snape's breath.

Apparently, Snape didn't know how to breathe through his nose as it was his first kiss, and soon his face turned red and he had difficulty breathing.

Athis leisurely admired Snape's suffocating and dying struggle, and slowly stepped back when he saw his pupils begin to dilate.

Snape fell on the bed, breathing rapidly, his red eyes a little moist.

Seeing this fragile look, Aces' Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he couldn't help but reach out and stroke Snape's Adam's apple.

Snape shuddered.

The restless hand slid to the row of buttons on his body, unbuttoning them one by one until the top button, his movements were incredibly slow.

He teased the usually arrogant Potions Professor in an almost vicious manner.

"Professor, do you know how much I want to tear this black robe apart when I see you walking in front of me in it?"

All the buttons around the neck had been undone, and the unsupported black robe had slipped off, revealing a close-fitting shirt, while Athis's brother's fingertips were still moving downwards. Snape immediately understood what Athis was going to do, but at this moment, he was so weak from the potion that he could do nothing but glare at the beast in human form.

Unfortunately, Ases was never afraid of his anger and threw away the black robe without any hesitation.

Arces leaned over and hugged his gem.

The weather was changeable, and suddenly there was a rainstorm outside. The strong wind and rain hit the windows of the room recklessly, making the house shake, and the windows were opened.

Although it was the rainy season, Snape felt exhausted, thirsty and unable to move, as if he was walking in the desert.

The rain stopped.

Athis leaned against the head of the bed, holding Snape tightly in his arms, like a greedy dragon holding a treasure, completely reluctant to let go.

It was his first real exercise, and Snape was so tired that he fell asleep a long time ago, but he slept very uneasily, with a frown on his brows and still mumbling something.

Aces kissed him soothingly between the eyebrows and patted his back rhythmically.

The soothing effect soon took effect, and Snape gradually fell asleep.

Only when Snape was completely motionless did Athis stop and silently stare at Snape's relaxed brows, his eyes moving from top to bottom, carefully tracing him, as if he wanted to engrave this stern and cold face into his heart.

After a long time, Ases sighed, looked away, stood up, picked up the clothes at the end of the bed, cleaned them and put them on.

After changing his clothes, he couldn't help himself. He returned to the bed and gently kissed Snape's brow, his voice hoarse with suppression.

"Hate me, Professor."

"Live with hatred towards me."

After saying that, he stood up, took one last look at Snape's peaceful sleeping face, and left the room resolutely.

Snape woke up again in the same bed. The effect of the potion had worn off, but he felt even weaker than when he was poisoned, and his whole body was sore.

He didn't even need to look closely to know how miserable he was.

Snape raised his hand weakly to block the glaring light.

His empty wrist came into view, and he realized something, looking at the other wrist, which also had no restrictions.

That's right, in his current condition, he can't even hold the wand steadily, so why waste the chain.

Snape laughed at himself, endured the pain in his limbs, and managed to sit up. The moment he sat down, a strange pain from behind made him freeze in place, his eyes red.

Damn bastard! He'd better not let him find a chance to leave, otherwise... he would definitely send him to see Merlin himself.

Damn it! Is Dumbledore too old to think straight? The Potions Professor has been missing for so long and he hasn't come to look for him!

And there is Voldemort, the brainless one.

He is the only Potions Master in the entire camp, and he went missing without anyone noticing. Where is his brain?

Snape couldn't explain what he was thinking. He just subconsciously vented his anger and cursed both Dumbledore and Voldemort, his two unreliable bosses.

But Snape also knew that since Aces, as a Slytherin, had done it, there would be no loopholes. He could not count on either Dumbledore or Voldemort. The only one he could rely on was himself, or pray that Aces would have a change of heart.

"You have a change of heart? Ha." Snape sneered, not knowing whether he was mocking himself or Athis. "Disgusting."

Snape remained sitting upright and pulled the quilt to cover the marks on his body.

After the rage comes powerlessness.

The quilt brought a little sense of security. Snape bent his knees, buried his face in them, and let the feeling of powerlessness and self-loathing spread.

He knew that no matter how angry he was, it was all just impotent rage.

As a double agent who could die at any time, he had no way to shake Ases's position. He couldn't provide more value, and he was too embarrassed to tell anyone about it.

He couldn't go around crying like a victim.

And no one would believe that the promising heir of the family would fall in love with an ugly old bat like him and force...

Yeah, who would like him?

I'm afraid that even that bastard chose him to vent his anger because he was curious about this matter...

Snape kept mocking his own incompetence, then gave up and lay down, planning to wait for Aces to get tired of playing with him and let him go, so that he could continue to serve as a double agent and squeeze out the last bit of value.

However, Snape's wish was not fulfilled. For three consecutive days, he did not see Athis. The whole room was quiet, and food only appeared out of thin air at meal time.

During these three long days full of uncertainties, Snape had tried to leave on his own, but he didn't know what Athis had done to the room. The entire room was as solid as a rock and could not be opened or destroyed. All communications were cut off, and even the Patronus could not leave the room.