"Come out already" a seventeen year old Lucius Malfoy, called to his best friend Severus Snape. The dark lord stood next to him. It was Snape's first time here and he was to become a death eater that night and he was getting fitted for his robes and mask. "I'm not coming out" Snape called there was no way he was coming out and subjecting himself to the embarrassment. The dark lord had enough and stormed in to see the teenager in the robes and holding the mask. "If you are having second thoughts, I will let you leave now. You haven't seen anything or heard anything important and you are still a teenager." The dark lord told him. "It's not that I'm having second thoughts, it's just that it won't fit. My nose is too big." Snape admitted. The dark lord tried he really did but he couldn't stop laughing. Malfoy had heard the conversation. "Don't worry Sev, we'll just get you the next size up." Lucius told him kindly. "There is no next size up it's a one size fits all." The dark lord wheezed out. And that is why Snape went back to the light side.