Rating:
R
House:
Schnoogle
Ships:
Original Female Witch/Severus Snape
Characters:
Minerva McGonagall
Genres:
Friendship Character Sketch
Era:
The First War Against Voldemort (Cir. 1970-1981)
Stats:
Published: 11/09/2006
Updated: 11/09/2006
Words: 4,254
Chapters: 1
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Witch's Debt

Morticia Heartless

Story Summary:
Lilith Smithers is the daughter of a whore. Severus has just been hired at Hogwarts as the Potions Teacher. When they come together they will change each other's world.

Chapter 01

Posted:
11/09/2006
Hits:
393


Morticia Heartless

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WITCH'S DEBT

It is the summer 1979 and two people are about to have their lives changed forever.

Lilith Smithers thought she was destined to be a whore like her Mum. Fate had other plans for her in the form of the tall pale young wizard who was the new Professor of Potions at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Severus Snape was about to start his life as a double agent in a war that would be fought unseen by most of the Muggle World.

Action/Adventure/PWP It is unknown what length the story will be.

Severus Snape/OC

Lilith is not "in love" with Severus. Severus is not "in love" with Lilith. They are "in lust" with each other. They will form a deep bond of Friendship that will give each of them the strength that they will need through out the years. Lilith is the one person Severus can bare his soul too. Lilith does not judge him, she advises him.

This will be a chaptered story, but I do not know how long it will be.

WITCH'S DEBT

BY

MORTICIA HEARTLESS

CHAPTER 1 ONE OF THOSE DAYS

ONE MORE CHORE TO PREFORM

Lilith Smithers had one more chore to perform before the house would to open for the evening. She dressed herself in her best dark grey robes and tied her new red sash around her waist. In two weeks, she would be 18 years old. She was to have her virginity sold to the highest bidder, and with it initiation into the ranks of 'Ladies of the Evening'. This was the price paid to the Mistress of the House if you were born to one of her girls. Real profit came from virgins. They were pampered and protected from the day of birth to have her virtue sold to someone wanting the thrill of deflowering a maiden. Private tutors educated the girls in magic, etiquette, and Legilimency. Legilimency was used to fool the customer into believing that the girls knew what every wizard wanted, even the virgins.

Males were a different story. Madam did not supply boys to anyone for sex. Boys were profit loss and needed to be gotten rid of as soon as possible. By the age of ten, most boys were trained as pages and introduced to business wizards who had need of them. The good-looking boys would be sold to another brothel to be trained as gigolos.

Lilith was not proud of the fact that she was to become a whore like her mother. She wanted to be a Mediwitch and help the 'ladies' of this profession; to rid them of the diseases and afflictions associated with their work. However, Lilith knew that this was not to be her fate. She was to follow her mother into the brothel and have children who would never know their fathers. This upset her greatly. Every one had the right to know from whom they were descended. Most of the 'ladies' were purebloods, and since 99% of the customers were also purebloods, it was safe to say that she was as pure as any wizard that came through the door.

Lilith's musings were interrupted by Madam Padwell.

"Lilith dear, tonight you will answer the door and you will do so up to and including the day before you turn 18. Is that clear?" Madam Padwell said in her firm voice.

"Yes Ma'am. Is there any special clothing you wish me to wear?" Lilith inquired.

"No, you're dressed as I want you. The red sash will do all the advertising I need for you," Madam answered. "The wizards will know what to do if they want the pleasure of your first night."

"As you wish, Madam," Lilith replied. She turned and picked up the dust mop to finish the floors. "I am as pure as the wizards who come here and I still have no choice in the life fate picked for me," she thought.

Later, she set down her mop and stretched her back. 'I am finished working at last. Now a little makeup, perhaps a drop of perfume and I am ready for... for what? The end of my dreams for sure and the start of a life I will hate as much as mum does.'

IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT

Customers started to arrive at 6 pm every night. When a girl was close to her 18th birthday, she was put on display with the addition of the red sash to her dark grey dress. The dark grey dress was a signal that the girl in question was too young to partake in the pleasures of the flesh, but the addition of the red sash showed that the 'Young Lady' would soon be ready to join in the adult games. Therefore, every night for the next twelve days Lilith would answer the door for the customers and get drinks for them if they had to wait for their choice of entertainment for the evening. The last two days were used to take offers. The young lady was sequestered, with the highest bidder winning the prize, first night with a virgin.

Lilith had seen it all before and knew what to expect. Some wizards looked at her speculatively, while others just leered, licking their lips suggestively. The whole show made her sick. 'Why are they all so childish when it comes to virgins?' she thought every night as the wizards came and went. Day eleven dawned and promised to be a carbon copy of all the other days.

A knock at the door announced the first customer of the night. Severus Snape, Potions Teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, dressed in his usual black and with a momentary look of shock on his face when he recognized Lilith. 'He knows,' she thought.

"Ah, Miss Smithers - and how does this night find you?" Severus inquired in a cool silky voice as he entered the door. Only in a brothel would Severus indulge in idle chitchat.

"I'm fine, Professor. May I offer you a drink?" Lilith replied softly.

"No, thank you." Severus answered civilly.

"Sir, which Lady would you like for the evening?" Lilith asked politely, her discomfort obvious.

"Maggie Smithers if she is available," Severus replied, feeling a slight pang of regret, knowing that he was asking for Lilith's own mum.

"The Lady of your choice will be down in a moment, sir," Lilith informed him as coolly as she could. Lilith had already guessed his choice for the evening. Maggie Smithers always liked to spend the night with Severus. Lilith could not begrudge her mum any of the little fun this life afforded her. According to her mum, Severus liked to play games, Domination of the Lady in question being his favourite. However, sometimes he liked to be the one who was dominated.

Another knock at the door caught Lilith's attention as she walked into the foyer to summon her Mum for Severus. She opened the door and started to greet the next customer, but he grabbed her and tried to rip her clothes from her body. She was screaming as she fought him. She screamed again, biting and kicking at her captor. She could smell the Old Ogden's Fire Whisky, what smelled suspiciously like a euphoria potion, and maybe even a lust potion. God only knew what else the rotter had coursing through him. She was so busy at the time, trying to get away from her attacker, that she did not see a tall dark avenging angel coming to her rescue. One second she was fighting, the next she was on her bum, sliding across the floor, and seeing her attacker fly out the door, rear end first.

"Who yelled Expelliarmus?" Madam Padwell exclaimed excitedly as she ran into the room.

Suddenly every Lady there was in the foyer seeing what started all the commotion. Her attacker roared his defiance at Professor Snape and charged Snape screaming, "SHE'S MY VIRGIN YOU BASTARD."

Snape hit him with a full body bind, a silencing charm and the stunning curse in quick succession, rendering the wizard quiet and unconscious. He turned to Madam Padwell and intoned, "Madam Padwell, I will be back in two days to retrieve Miss Smithers. She owes me a Witch's Debt and I will have her as my personal body servant for three years. Please have her ready and all her belongings packed and shrunk by 9 am."

"NO. You know that she is to have her virtue sold to the highest bidder in 4 days. I will not give up that profit. I could not care less about her debt to you, I WANT MY PROFIT," Padwell growled out.

"Madam Padwell, can we retire to your office, please?" Severus queried the Madam. They held their tongues as they walked to her office. As soon as a silencing charm had been placed on the door, Severus continued. "I have friends in the Aurors Office. You do not want Auror Shacklebolt to hear that you have sold underage witches to your customers. It could go very badly for you," Severus hissed. "The going rate is 10,000 Galleons, I will pay you 20,000."

"That's ..." she started.

Severus interrupted saying, "You will accept my offer or accept a visit from Mr. Shacklebolt, your choice."

"Look, the Master of this establishment will be the wizard to win the bidding. He has told me that he always has and always will be the one to deflower the virgins of this place. If he loses this one I'm as good as dead," she rasped at Snape.

"That, Madam, is your problem, not mine. You will have her ready at 9 am or I will call Shacklebolt, and simply take the girl. It would be easier with your co-operation, but if you choose not to, I shall have to make the call to protect the youth of Britain," Severus snarled. "And you will keep my name out of any conversation. I value my privacy."

"That might be hard," Madam Padwell whined.

"30,000 Galleons," Severus intoned.

"Done," she replied, glad for the end of the negotiations. She spat in her palm and held her hand out for Severus to shake. He did so with a strong look of disgust evident. Severus squared his shoulders, opened the door and strode to the foyer to find every one looking out of the door.

"Sir? Who is that wizard?" Lilith asked Snape in a whisper as she watched the Aurors take the attacker away.

"Gregory Goyle," Severus replied quietly.

'Everything was going so smoothly, too smoothly. Professor Severus Snape was the first customer of the night and had chosen my Mum. She liked Severus, always said he knew how to treat a woman in bed. Mum's fondest wish was that Severus would be the wizard to teach me,' she thought. 'Well, Mum got her wish.'

WICKED WEB

Severus knew that Lucius Malfoy owned the brothel, but never expected to be confronted by him so soon. Within twenty-four hours, Malfoy was beating down his door in the dungeons. Rage showed itself in all Malfoy's actions. He wanted to hurt Severus as much as possible. No wizard had ever taken a virgin from a Malfoy and no wizard would start now. "Snape, you thief, how dare you take what's mine? You have no right to what I've claimed," Malfoy uttered hoarsely.

Severus could see that Malfoy's loss of control was almost complete. A few more seconds and Malfoy would challenge him to a duel for the girl in front of the students and staff of the school. Severus' voice was a soft growl as he informed Lucius, "She is a pureblood. Maybe even a Snape. I will not allow a female Snape to be whore to any wizard. Not even you, 'Old Friend'."

Malfoy did not disappoint Severus as he replied, "Pick the date and hour 'Old Friend' and we shall settle this."

"To the death?" Severus asked in a confident voice. His eyes glittered with malice.

"First Blood. I want to see you suffer as I take her in front of you," Malfoy taunted.

Severus could tell that Malfoy was concerned. Both wizards were considered equals at the art of duelling, but Severus knew tricks not taught by most families, or in duelling classes. "Here, now, Hinge," he hissed as he pushed past his nemesis, on his way to the courtyard.

Malfoy could not believe his ears, "Now?" he gasped. "But we have no Seconds."

Severus stopped, turned, and growled, "Here...Now...Hinge. What part of that do you not understand...Sir, and Seconds can be found in the Great Hall." Being only nineteen and full of spite, he stealthily aimed his wand and whispered, "Improbus Somnium Per ille Noctemus."* 'So sleep well tonight 'Old Friend,' he thought.

They entered the Great Hall growling, snarling, and snapping at each other. They found Rubeus Hagrid and Filius Flitwick arranging new chairs around the High Table.

"Hagrid, will you be my Second in a wizards duel?" Severus asked bluntly, as he walked up to the half giant.

"Sure, Perfesser, when?" Hagrid asked.

"Professor Flitwick, would you do me the honour of being my Second in said duel?" Malfoy purred.

"Yes, young Malfoy," Flitwick replied.

"Now, in the Hinge," Severus answered Hagrid's question.

Off they went, Snape and Malfoy still snarling at each other. Flitwick and Hagrid looking amused and concerned.

[*Improbus Somnium Per ille Noctemus = Evil Dreams through the Night*]

IN THE HINGE

Flitwick, who is a Champion Duellist on eight continents, asked, "What, if any, are the special rules of this duel?"

"First Blood," Malfoy barked. Snape nodded.

Flitwick cleared his throat and said, "Now Gentlewizards, we will be observing the "International Rules of Wizard Duelling".[Author ID1: at Sat Nov 4 20:16:00 2006 ]

  1. No hexing your opponent when he is down.

  2. No hexing your opponent when his back is turned.

  3. No 'Unforgivable Curses'.

  4. The agreement is 'First Blood' and when first blood is drawn, the duel stops or the Seconds will act.

Is that clear Gentlewizards?" Malfoy and Snape gave cert nods.

"Very well, back to back Gentlewizards. Now, as I count, you will step off 10 paces, turn and Hex, is that clear?" Flitwick squeaked. They nodded yet again and Flitwick started counting. "8...9...10." Hexes flew left and right. Some hit Hagrid and bounced off the half giant. It takes a lot of strong magic and a very strong witch or wizard to hurt a giant with magic.

There were disarming spells, tripping jinks, Levitation charms, and finely the slicing hexes collided, exploded and sent showers of coloured stars through the air. Hexes bounced off the highly polished metal and knocked chips of stone off the uprights. Finally, Severus found an opening in Malfoy's defences and sent an 'Expelliarmus' that hit him squarely in the chest.

Malfoy flew 20 feet and slammed into the stone. He slid, unconscious, to the cobblestones that covered the ground. As he slid down the stone, he left a streak of blood. Severus looked at the blood, then at Malfoy, and sheathed his wand. Bowing to his unconscious opponent, he turned and walked to Hagrid. There he stood watching as Flitwick examined Malfoy's injuries. Flitwick conjured a stretcher and levitated Malfoy onto it. "Slight concussion and minor cuts and abrasions, he will be fine. Professor Snape, you have fulfilled the terms of the challenge and won. Congratulations."

Some time later, Malfoy awoke in the hospital wing. He sat up gingerly and felt the back of his head; it hurt badly. When he pulled his hand away, he saw dried flecks of blood. 'Well hell, I didn't win. At least I've got Snape's measure now and sooner or later I'll have the little whore,' he thought maliciously.

"Ah, you're awake, good. Head hurts, right? That's good too. Proves you're alive. Here, drink this. If you can tell me how many heads I have and walk a straight line you can go home," Madam Pomfrey said in a voice loud enough to make his head pound a little more than before.

"I don't hurt this bad after I spend the night drinking," Malfoy groaned.

"The pain potion will kick in soon and you'll feel better. You two, fighting over a slip of a girl. I never," Pomfrey snapped. "Oh yes, Flitwick left this for you, said you might want to see what happened."

She handed him a Pensieve. He slid his finger into the swirling silver, vaporous threads and saw the duel as Hagrid saw it. Hagrid, being a half giant, had an unobstructed view of the entire event, and Malfoy could not deign that Snape won. However, it angered him to lose to an underclass wizard. Even if Snape's title is 'Lord', it is a Muggle title and Malfoys believe that nothing Muggle is worth having.

He felt the warm glow of the pain potion as it started to do its work and two minutes later, his head was clear and the pain gone. He dressed and turned to leave. As he walked toward the door, Madam Pomfrey came out of her office.

"Well, Lucius, I hope this has taught you a lesson," she snapped.

Malfoy looked coolly at the nurse, took her hand, turned it over and kissed her palm. "Yes, it has. I need to practice more duelling," he said in a silky, cold edged voice.

As Lucius had walked out of the school to the Apparation point, he realized that he had been very lucky. Severus could have killed him. This made him so uncomfortable that he realized he would need to clean himself up before he returned home to Narcissa. He could not believe that he had been on the receiving end of that kind of duel with Severus. He never wanted to be in that place again. No virgin was worth losing your life or worse, your bits.

WHAT A DEFFERENCE A NIGHT MAKES

Lucius had several firewhiskeys instead of food for his dinner. This, as he would discover, was a very bad idea. He dreamed that vampires attacked his entire family, turning them all into creatures of the night. His wife Narcissa was turned into a Queen Vampire and chose another male as her King. The minions used his son as a plaything. All night he had variations of this dream. He slept badly this night.

THE MOVE

On the appointed day, Severus Apparated to the brothel to conclude his business with the Madam. He observed the look of fear on the Madam's face as he entered and knew that Malfoy had ordered her to release the girl to his custody. "Have you received notice of the deposit made to your account, Madam?" Severus purred. The look of sheer terror on her face was all the answer he needed. She had the money and wanted him gone, ASAP. "Miss Smithers, are you packed and ready?"

"Yes, sir," Lilith replied softly.

"Good, but your attire is completely inappropriate. I will change what you are wearing for now, but we will have to stop at Madam Malkin's before we go to Hogwarts," he informed her.

"But sir, I need no clothing. Madam has given me everything that she bought for me so I will not go into the world worthless," she said in her former Mistress' defence.

"Nevertheless, I will expand your wardrobe to suit my tastes. Is that clear?" he told her harshly.

"Yes, sir," Lilith replied shakily.

Severus flicked his wand and her outfit changed to a cream dress with a navy blue sash, black shoes and a bag with small, sliver buckles. He held his arm out to her and said, "Shall we go, child?"

'Child?' Lilith thought, 'This from a wizard not two years older than me.' Lilith took his arm and walked out of the only home she had ever known. 'This is my new life as a single wizard's whore. Well, at least I will not be every wizard's whore.' She was a little confused as to how her new life would play itself out, but she was eager to find out. She had to walk very quickly to keep up with Severus as he had a far longer stride than she did. However, years of helping clean the brothel and keeping the grounds up had left her fit, strong, and ready for what ever came her way, within reason.

THE SHOPPING

They were soon at Madam Malkin's and she was eager to see the fashions available. She wanted nice things and pretty colours but was not sure how much influence she would have in the choices. "Master, will I get to pick out some of the clothes?" she asked demurely.

"Do not call me 'Master' in public. It will give too much away about my private life," he hissed. "As for your clothes, you will select the styles and I will select the colours and price range. I find that I dislike bright garish shades and fashions that reveal too much of the body. Revealing nightgowns are another matter. Those I like, as would any red blooded male. I also know that colour is important to young ladies and I am willing to let you help in the selection, providing they are within the range I set," he said as they walked into the shop. He explained to the sales clerk what he wanted to buy in witch's fashions and the price range he considered appropriate.

Madam Malkin was in the shop that day deciding what to do with the unsold items from last autumn's inventory. She had overheard the conversation and approached Severus and said, "Hello Severus, since you are shopping for the young lady would you consider the old stock at a reduced price as opposed to new fashion trends on display in the store? Shall we say 50% off the retail price?"

"Why yes, I do like to buy quality at a reasonable price and I am Professor Snape now," he told the proprietress in a snarky tone.

"I apologize for my mistake, Professor Snape," Madam Malkin replied courteously as she took them into the back room to view the merchandise.

"Oh, sir," Lilith sighed as she lightly touched the fabrics spread before her.

"Lilith, I have asked you to call me Severus, please comply." His silky tone caught her attention. She saw a slight frown and knew that she had displeased him. He leaned over and whispered to her, "Please calm yourself, I have money to pay for this and would like to see you dressed nicely. You are a pureblood, and I will not present you in any other light," he finished.

"Madam, I would like five sets of everyday work robes, four sets of casual robes, and one set of very nice dress robes. I will also need you to gather the appropriate foundation garments to suit each outfit," Severus informed her as he blushed at the mention of such things.

Madam Malkin giggled lightly before apologizing, "I am sorry sir. It has been a long time since I have heard that term used for ladies' lingerie. Will you also be needing nightgowns?"

"Yes, well, that was what my mother called them. Nightgowns are a good idea. One each in green, silver, and cream please," he said thoughtfully. "In silk with matching knickers," he answered, blushing once again. Severus was not used to talking about women's undergarments.

Madam Malkin controlled the smile and nodded. "Yes, well I have just what you need in my storeroom. Shall we?" Madam Malkin continued in a businesslike tone. "As you can see, I have a wide selection of colours and styles. You were a Slytherin when you were at Hogwarts, correct?"

Severus nodded.

"Good. Here dear, try this one. See what you think. The colour is Antique Red." Madam Malkin chatted on and on as Lilith chose the styles and colours that pleased Severus. After an hour and a half, the proprietress pulled Severus to the side to show him a very sexy set of robes. "I think this would be suitable, perhaps, to initiate a - ah... night of passion?"

His eyes grew dark with lust as he pictured Lilith in the robe. It was pine green with silver decoupage, and a very low cut to the neckline. It was cut to fit in such a way that would enhance the observer's pleasure. Severus could feel the stirring in his loins, and that was without even seeing Lilith in the dress. "Yes, I'll take that too," he said hoarsely.

"I'll take it."

The last few stops were to procure the supplies needed to start her education. If she had been a regular witch the letters from Hogwarts would chronicle the list that he kept in his mind. He thought of everything, even what he wished his students could afford. He was going to have one student of which he was not ashamed.

A/N: I would like to thank Madam Warren and Madam Rosie for being the patient Beta's, they Rock. I know that Severus appears OOC. He is not. He is young and starting his first year as a teacher. He is knowledgeable, but untrained. In the next 5 years he will Apprentice him self to a real 'BASTARD' of a Potions Master, develop his teaching style, and learn the tricks needed to become a 'Master Spy' for the OotP. That will make him the "Snarky Bastard" that we all love.

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