Prologue:
"You'll do as I say, is that clear girl?"
Why did my father bring me to this horrible man? His teeth reminded me of a shark's, his eyes were blood red, his face was snakelike with slits instead of a nose and he was pasty white, all in all, his presence was terrifying. I should be back at Hogwarts right now! With all my friends! Ron, Fred and George, not to mention Draco! What would they say if they ever knew what this man was asking me to do?
"Yes, My Lord." I bowed just as my father had instructed me to. Taking a deep breath, I attempted to calm my breathing and erratic heartbeat.
My thoughts were going round and round, how could I be expected to kill a man? I couldn't even kill an ant that had bit me! How could I possibly ever murder a man? Why would my dad bring me to this horrifying man, even when he knew what he'd ask of me? My father couldn't possibly want me to do this, could he?
"You have one week to kill Remus Lupin, now leave my sight!"
I walked as quickly out of the room, trying to hold back the flood of tears that were trying to escape. My throat felt as if I was being choked, and at the moment, all I wanted was my dad.
"Spencer." His calming voice, usually so emotionless was tinted with worry. "Come, we'll go home." I took his hand, not embarrassed over the fact that even at age sixteen, I still needed my father. With a loud pop and a pulling sensation on my navel attacked me, before we were standing inside of our house on Spinner's End.
"What does he want of you, Spencer?"
"T-t-to kill someone!" The sobs broke loose, and even though my father hates it when people show emotions, especially sadness, he led me over to our couch before sitting down with me, letting me rest my head on his shoulder. "I can't do it! I can't even kill a fly, how am I suppose to-to..." I trailed off when my father began to stroke my long black hair.
"Who?"
"Some man named Lupin! I don't even know who he is or where to find him..." I sniffed my nose before sitting up and wiping my eyes pathetically. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry."
I suppose my father chose to ignore that apology, since he didn't say anything but continued to sit next to me staring off into space. After several minutes, he stood up and strode to his room without once looking back at me. I attempted to do the same thing, but I stole a glance at his closed door before shutting my own.
The next week went by too quickly, and while I had been trying to find Remus Lupin I couldn't. It was as if he had disappeared off the face of the earth, and by the time Lord Voldemort called me in to speak with him, I was terrified. Even my father looked beyond worried. Before I walked through the door that led to the most terrifying man on Earth, my dad kissed my forehead and pulled me into a hug. His scent, always smelling of some potion or another, enveloped me and I breathed it in deeply, loving the way it made me feel safe. No matter what anyone else said, Severus Snape was a good man and I loved him with all my heart.
We walked in together, I was feeling extremely faint. My knees were shaking, heart racing and hands were sweating profusely.
"She was not able to complete the task, My Lord." My father bowed and I copied his movement to the best of my ability.
"If she can't complete something as simple as killing Lupin, then she is of no use to me! Dispose of her, Severus." Voldemort stood up before walking out of the room as if he owned the place, though this was the Malfoy's mansion.
My father pointed his wand at me, and I froze. He wouldn't kill me, right? He's my dad!
"Find me." He whispered, before a bright orange light shot out from his wand and I was knocked backwards. I let the black enclose around me, wondering all the while how my own father could kill me.