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Wrath Of The Reaper

The room in the dungeon was dark and warm despite the cold winds battering the castle. The air is filled with scents of various potions bubbling in the cauldrons. The room is very large but bare. It has a cabinet at one end containing several ingredients, most of which look as if taken right out of a horror movie. On the other side of the room are several cauldrons, each filled with several kinds of liquids. Beside the fireplace, sitting on a comfortable looking chair and sipping the glass of firewhiskey was a man in his twenties. He was slim and tall with a hooked nose and greasy hair. He was Severus Snape, potions professor in Hogwarts.

Snape has joined as a professor in Hogwarts four years ago, a decision about which he still has some doubts. Never in his life has he imagined that he will become a teacher. He has always been a loner. The only person he ever called a friend is Lily. The thought of his friend sent a spark of pain through his chest. Lily, the woman he loved, now married to his most hated rival. It was Lily's rejection that drove Snape mad. Mad enough to join him. The dark lord has promised him wealth and power, and he fell for the trap like hundreds of others and joined the death eaters. And the dark lord did deliver what he promised. Snape was given a house and a good salary for his skills as potions master. And when he went on raids with other death eaters, he took his frustration on helpless muggles. It was a life of bloodlust and he enjoyed every minute of it. And it all ended on the cursed day when he went to Hogshead inn.

He was sitting at a table in the far corner of the inn, hidden by the shadows and waiting for his Bulgarian contact. He was supposed to receive several banned and illegal potion ingredients, but his contact was late. He was uneasy working so close to Hogwarts, so close to Dumbledore, but the Dark Lord has insisted that no one would suspect them to operate close to Dumbledore. And Snape has no wish to argue with the Dark Lord. That always ended with him laying on the floor, writhing in agony. So, here he was sitting in Hogshead and waiting for his contact, when suddenly the door opened and Albus Dumbledore entered. Immediately Snape's mind went into overdrive. He was sure that he was busted. If it was just some auror, he could have fought his way out. But this was Dumbledore, the one wizard even his master fears. "So this is it", thought Snape. But instead coming towards him, Dumbledore went towards the bartender. After exchanging a few word, Dumbledore moved up to a room upstairs. Breathing a sigh of relief, Snape immediately stood up and started to get out the inn when a thought occurred. What is Dumbledore doing here? Is he meeting with one of his lapdogs from the Order? Snape knows that it is dangerous but if he could find any useful information, his master will reward him. So Snape pushed down his fear and slowly sneaked upstairs. As he neared the last room, he heard conversations coming from within. Pressing his ear to the door, he strained to hear what was being said.

"I appreciate your interest in teaching , but I don't think I can help you. I am actually planning to remove divination from Hogwarts curriculum".

As Snape heard Dumbledore's words, he felt like an idiot. Of course it is not an order meeting. If it is Dumbledore would have used privacy charms. Berating himself, Snape started to go down when he heard the words that will change his life forever.

"The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches. Born to the parents who had thrice defied him. Born as the seventh month dies"

A sudden chill went up Snape's back. He could feel the hairs on his neck stand. His hear felt as if it might explode. A prophecy! About the dark lord! Snape pushed closer to the door, but he couldn't listen more. Dammit! The old coot has erected privacy wards! Cursing his luck Snape quickly got out and flooed to Spinner's end.

He thought he would be rewarded for passing the information to the dark lord, but never did he expected the dark lord to target the Potters. When he heard that Lily's son could be the child of prophecy, Snape felt his life turned upside down. If Harry Potter is the child of prophecy, the dark lord would not stop until the boy is killed. An knowing Lily, she would die before she give up her son. So he did the only thing he could do. He went to Dumbledore. He turned spy for the Order of Phoenix, hoping he could save her. And here he is now, four years after he chose the life of the double agent, sitting in his quarters in Hogwarts, hoping that everything goes well that night. The dark lord has planned an attack on the potters. Dark lord himself will be there. Snape passed the information to Dumbledore hoping the old man can pull one more miracle and save the potters. Save her.

Snape leaned back onto the couch and closed his eyes. There is nothing more he can do but wait.

Lord Voldemort stood at the end of the graveyard in Godric's hollow. From here he could see the Potter cottage, thanks to the hep of Pettigrew. Standing to his left was Bellatrix Lestrange, and to his right Lucius Malfoy. His entire inner circle is with him. The best of his death eaters. And he needs his best for this is one mission they could not fail. Turning back towards his men, Voldemort spoke in a cold and hissing voice, the word that will forever change the wizarding world.

"Kill them all!".

AN: Well, this is it. This is my first story. So please tell me what you think? Good? Bad? Ugly?