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Severus noted the usual tugging feeling behind his ears and the slight shifting of his cells as he apparated. Apparition was not quite as unbearable as it had been in his younger years as he had had much time to get used to it but he had never failed to have his mind completely focused on the task and the worry of splinching a body part.
He glanced quickly around the clearing he had come to and noticed the Deatheaters already present. Draco was of course here as well as the others from the attack on Hogwarts. He inwardly seethed at the thought that he had been uninformed that an attack would occur this night. Had he known perhaps.. It's best not to dwell on the matter. What has passed had passed and there would be no repair to the event.
He nodded his head at the young blond who he noted was glaring daggers at him. The boy should be grateful. If Snape had not intervened and finished off the little brats task he would have surely fallen. He quickly returned the glare and was pleased to have the effect he did. The boy had not lowered his gaze and still stood tall but his demeanor had faltered, none-the-less.
With further observation Snape's eyes stopped to rest on Lord Voldemort who was watching him intently with a strange expression on his face. Of course he must already know what has passed. It was his goal to know all that went on with his followers and so he always seemed to be aware of the goings-on nearly instantaneous of their occurrence. The Dark Lord lifted his hand and gave a leisurely motion of the appendage indicating for Snape to move towards him.
He did as was expected and made his way to the miserable excuse of a man called Voldemort. He did not look as well as he should. This disappointed him as well as pleased him. Almost immediately and out of habit Snape's mind walls went up. He pushed the thoughts he wished for the man to read to the forefront of his mind and a few useless thoughts just behind them. The more important of his memories and knowledge was stored safely behind the steel blockades of his mind.
Voldemort turned his horrible eyes on the raven haired wizard, a look of smug approval on his disgusting face.
"Young Malfoy was to complete that task."
Severus tried for a shamed look, bending his head down, his eyes focusing on the mans feet.
"I'm sorry, Lord, it looked as if things were going to go horribly so I finished him. I did it for you, Master."
Voldemorts eyes gleamed as he watched his servant,
"Very well, Snape." Then the man raised his voice so that the other Deatheaters could hear, "With Dumbledore out of the way we can easily rid ourselves of the Potter boy. I might let you live."
Snape nodded and dropped to his knees. He lifted the hem of the Dark Lords robes to his lips, kissing the fabric,
"Yes, my Lord. Thank you."
Voldemort merely stared down at him. A calculating look on his face.
AN: I've already almost finished chapter two, But i will not post it until i get some reviews... Want more? click that review button!