Disclaimer: Like always, I'm not JKR, I don't own HP characters, but I do love them and specially playing with them in my fanfics^^

A/N: Hello^^ This is a crazy idea that came to my mind yesterday night and after working with it a little during the day I came up with what does seem a good story to me. But please, don't doubt to tell me your sincere opinion.

Before anyone complains, let me apologize for my grammar and spelling mistakes, not just because I'm not English, but because I'm finishing this at 3am here and I just realized I wrote old instead of all somewhere so I'm sure there's a lot of silly mistakes like that. So, really, I'm very sorry for those who feel offended with it.

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Betrayed - 1

"You can't do this to her!" he yelled at the headmaster.

"We have no other option, Severus" Dumbledore talked from the other side of his desk.

"Well, I do" he said dryly and heading to the door.

"You know what will happen if you disobey his orders"

"I don't care getting myself killed if I can prevent this to happen" Severus replied stopping his steps and turning around.

"I need you alive, Severus" Dumbledore said with a louder tone of voice "You are an important piece in this war"

"What about her? Doesn't Minerva have anything to say about this?"

"It's easier this way"

"You are crazy" Severus muttered pointing at his headmaster with his large finger "You're nothing but a selfish old man… You would do anything in order to get what you want… but this time, you'll really regret this" he then left making a loud sound with the door.

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He couldn't believe he'd been blindly serving such an egoistic wizard all those years. Even if his purpose was good, Dumbledore manners to make things weren't much better than Voldemort's. He'd never questioned his decisions before but this time… this time they were talking about a friend's fate.

He left go a long sight while he went into his rooms and watch it was almost midnight in the clock… .. .

"Each day we're an step closer to the empire we want to build" the Dark Lord had said "but we know not everybody agrees with our way to see the world" he'd added "so we have to make sure the next generations of wizards will still have someone to keep our creation alive"

"We'll do it, My Lord" Severus had answered thinking that was what Voldemort wanted to hear "Your Death Eaters will preserve your empire"

"Oh, no my dear Severus… I like to believe all of you will serve me until the end of my days, but my work should be continued by someone with my own blood running through his veins"

"…but my Lord, you don't have…" he had muttered, realizing after opening his mouth that he'd might have done a mistake talking too early.

"It's ok, Severus. I do not have any heir… yet" Voldemort had pointed "That's why I asked you to come here on your own" he made a pause and kept talking "My heir can't be the son of some witch… he has to be the son of a powerful woman… I've been working on it for some days, I asked our infiltrators in the ministry for the best dossiers and… I must say I wasn't actually surprised about the result"

"I don't see why you need me if you already got a mother for your son, My Lord" Severus had said, confused by the conversation.

"I need you to take her to me" he then had looked at Severus waiting for him to nod in agreement to his petition, and Severus was now regretting he did so.

"And who is this so powerful witch who will have the privilege of carrying your heir, My Lord?"

"You know her very well, Severus… she's Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore right hand" and to that, Voldemort smiled like if the fact that she was someone important for his enemy was giving him even more pleasure. But the truth was that Severus now doubted if Minerva was that important to his headmaster.

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The dongs coming from the clock echoed in his head. It was midnight. He stood up and walked to the big crystal window of his office… maybe he would be able to see their shadow moving in the dark of that full moon night.

He knew that Severus had came back to the castle hoping he would come up with some of his crazy but effective plans… but if He-Who-Must-not-Be-Named was determined to impregnate her, he would find Minerva wherever she was. It would have been useless trying to do anything… or even worst, it would have end up with Severus killed and that was something he couldn't let to happen. Severus was their only connection with Voldemort's plans. They needed him to win the war that was coming up.

He had told Severus to drug her in her sleep… that way he would be able to carry her out of the castle and take her to the Dark Lord's hideout. On the morning she would wake up on her bed thinking everything had been a bad dream and they would give her a miscarrying potion during breakfast. Minerva would never know she'd been raped by Lord Voldemort.

Suddenly he saw something moving down in the snow… "I'm sorry" he whispered placing his fingers in the cold crystal while some tears came out from his eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED…