Severus Snape Page 394 Novels & Stories

“I have been trying to find the teleportation spell in the book.” I looked deeply into his eyes, desperately hoping that he was going to prove Calin wrong. “Oh that, It's on the fifth page.” He mumbled casually as he looked into my eyes. My heart sank. I couldn't believe it. Calin was right. “But you told me it was on the twenty-fifth page.” I took a few steps back, walking out of his arms. He then realized he had just stabbed himself in the foot. “I uh, I must have forgotten. It has been a very long time since I used the book.”

"Wait here" one man said as they left, shutting the door behind them, there was a desk in the room, on one side was a normal wooden chair, probably meant for me, on the other side was a wooden chair with red velvet like fabric covering the seat and back, it could be a throne, there were books on the desk as well as a green lamp. A man appeared behind me, and made me jump, "Oh, I do apologise child, didnt mean to startle you" the man was wearing a Severus Snape like robe, only the underside was red, and the outside was black, he had brown hair, gelled down.

I asked fully conscious now. “The Alpha? Still at the Ville. He said he has something to do there and, that you can’t wait for him, so he left you at my care and said if anything should happen to you, he will have my head on a spear.” Snape said and chuckled. “who wants his head on a spear?!” I remember what was about to happen right before I collapsed last night. “No, no. Turn around. We have to go back now.” I said. “What? Turn around? I can not do that.” Snape objected.

“Some are fire. Some water. Some air.” Her pale gaze settled on me. “But you…” Her voice lowered slightly. “I think you belong to the earth.” I looked down at the small plant. Tiny green leaves trembled gently in the morning breeze. “And what exactly am I supposed to do with this?” The Seer pointed toward the book still tucked beneath my arm. “Page seventy-three.” I opened it carefully while Lila hovered nearby curiously. A spell written in faded ink stretched across the page alongside strange symbols drawn around vines and roots.

After a moment of pause, all of them were flew away and the surrounding become darker when the shadows of the vampires seen around. Severus flew and he suddenly gone inside the hall. Lord Treznor kept his eyes at his disciples who moving away. His red pupils glow and his sticky saliva were seen glowing in his lips. He averted his gazed away from the ground and he stared at the dark sky. The thunder roared as he looked up, but his eyes seemed like enjoying the view of his success. "Zare! Bring me some drink. I will celebrate early our success!" Lord Treznor shouted, which immediately followed by Zare. She quickly gave the fresh blood coming from the mouth of the spelled mouth of the virgin

“Sophia… she wasn’t there. Seraphine. And before she teleported out, she said… she said, ‘Phase Two is now complete. Let them cherish their little victory.’” A cold that had nothing to do with exhaustion seized me. “Phase Two? This was Phase Two?” Marcus demanded, voicing my dread. “What in all hells is Phase Three?” As if summoned by the question, a raven—jet black with unmistakable, intelligent purple eyes—swooped down, dropping a scroll at my feet before vanishing into a wisp of shadow. My hands, already unsteady, shook violently as I unrolled the parchment. The elegant, cruel script seemed to burn itself into my vision.

I wasn't welcomed in their midst. "Bloody hell!" I rose up and banged the table. It's been there a while now, this anger, escaping when I always feel cheated on or dared in an unfriendly manner. I was angry at the guard guiding the entrance, at the maid that prepared the snack and tea on the table, heck, I was even angry when my tea wasn't quite at the right temperature. But the truth was, my life needed changing for the better, because there was more going into this brain and body than I could handle and still be me. So, even if it's not okay with them, I was going to start working on my real purpose. I had even completely forgotten she was present with us till I saw her oval rounded face a

I had been working through it slowly, cross-referencing what it told me against what I had observed and what Senna had said in pieces and what Drex had let slip in his careful almost-casual way. Bren stationed himself near the door. I opened the book. And Senna, who had followed us from the chambers with the mending she had apparently decided needed to be done in the sitting room rather than anywhere else, settled into the chair across from me and unfolded her dark thread and said, without looking up: "The panel above the third bookshelf. Second row of carvings from the top. Do you see it?" I looked up from my book.

Nostrils flaring, Porcius said hotly, “I didn’t see right off and I don’t know. Look. They went to relieve themselves, and now they head to the edge of the rocks.” “There must be the mouth of a cave there,” Quintus whispered, stamping his feet in the grass a little, his annoyance boiling. “I don’t want to deal with this magical nonsense.” Severus’ mouth opened, but his words never emerged. His face was blank and his fear couldn’t be hidden. The rest tried to screw in their faith or courage and forge on, or at least give the appearance that they did so.