The Dark Lord let out a long sigh as he looked at all the wizards around him.
He hated gatherings like this, full of new comers. A lot of them not knowing
what they were getting themselves into, not knowing how dark his plans really
were. Voldemort looked to Wormtail.
"This is what you bring me?"Voldemort hissed.
"Yes, my lord." Wormtail replied shaking.
"I wanted killers, ruthless wizards. These are nothing but lowlifes that you picked up in pubs."
"My lord, I'm sure that a majority of them are more than willing..." Voldemort cut Wormtail off. "I can only hope that they are more than willing or it will be your hand and this time I wont give you a new one."
More Wizards began to enter the massive hall. Chattering was filling the hall quickly. The Dark Lord sensed him as soon as he walked into the hall masked by the hood of his robe. A wide grin spread across the Dark Lord's face.
"Silence!" Voldemort yelled. The noise of the hall died and everyone turned to look at the Dark Lord.
"Severus" he called into the crowd. Severus took off the hood revealing his ever so pale face. Severus made his way through the crowd and up to the Dark Lord.
"I have been wondering when you would come back to me. You have done me a great deed but one I did not ask for." Voldemort said, his red eyes piercing down at Severus.
"I'm sorry..." Severus paused "my lord."
A small smile crept across the Dark Lord's features. Voldemort leaned forward. "We will discuss this later but for the moment I have things to address to these vermin." Severus nodded and walked back into the crowd.
"All of you have picked the winning side, you wont have to suffer like the rest of them will. Well, it really depends." Voldemort grinned again. "Some of you will do great things and you will be my most loyal and rewarded death eaters. Some of you will fail and we all know what happens when we fail. Don't we Wormtail?" Voldemort asked. Wormtail nervously nodded his head. "Some of you wont be as lucky as he is. I will be testing all of you to see who is worthy to carry out my plans. For now you will go out and recruit me more death eaters and kill any who you find out are against us! This is how I will chose. Go back to your lives tonight but remember who you serve." Voldemort said as he gazed across the crowd one last time. He turned around abruptly and stalked off as Wormtail scurried after him. Severus loked around the room at the wizards disappariting and followed after Voldemort. He walked down a long corridor following the noisy footsteps. The noise stopped and he turned and walked into a dimly lit room. Voldemort turned around and waved the door shut with his finger.
"Severus, what you did has helped me greatly, but the task was not assigned to you and for good reason." Voldemort snapped.
"I know my lord." replied Severus quietly with his head hanging down.
"You know? You know?!" cracked Voldemort "Then why would you do it?" he asked more calmly.
"I...I had no choice my lord." Severus replied finally looking up to meet the Dark Lord's gaze.
"I don't like failures Severus, but this you can make up to me. The Malfoy boy failed me and you know what happens to failures. You are going to kill him for me. I have more important things to do right now then go looking for him. If you fail, your death will be far worse."
Severus felt sick after hearing what he had to do. "Yes, my lord."
"You may leave me now." Voldemort said as he waved off Severus. Severus nodded and walked out of the room. He slowly walked down the corridor.He knows Severus thought. This is my punishment, this is how he is going to kill me too. He knows about the unbreakable vow.
Draco Malfoy sat slumply in a chair infront of a roaring fireplace. He stared into the embers with a look of catatonia on his face. Draco's hair was a blonde mess, he seemed ever paler with dark circles under his eyes making him look older. He was slimmer too, not having an appetite for anything anymore. He rarely ever slept for the dreams that plauged his mind and kept him restless through the nights.
Draco's eyes started to close and he shook himself awake. As he stared deeply into the blaze he thought about what Dumbledore said the night that Draco helped kill him.
"He cannot kill you if you are already dead. Come over to the right side, Draco, and we can hide you more completely than you could possibly imagine. What is more is I can send members of the Order to your mother and hide her likewise..." Oh what have I done? Draco thought as he rubbed his temples. He knew it wouldn't be much longer till Voldemort found him. Draco replayed the night in his head. There were a thousand different ways he could have prevented it, a thousand ways he said something different, was smarter, quicker, braver. But it didn't matter. Draco's eyes began to close and he welcomed the restless sleep that he knew was ahead.