AN: This is a story idea that I had floating around for a while. It deals with an alternate universe where Severus, Sirius, and another character are promised to Voldemort at birth and become his most loyal and powerful followers. I'm curious as to what people think about this idea (if I did work on this story I would not abandon any of my others).
Six figures appeared with a pop outside the gates of a dark manor. The three women each held an infant in their arms. Slowly the gate creaked open. Another hooded figure appeared from behind the gate. He beckoned for them to follow. The women clutched the infants closer to their chests to shield them from the cold February air. In the manor at the top of the lane a single light was shining out of a corner window.
Eventually the party arrived at the corner room. The greeter knocked twice and then walked away. A voice from inside indicated that the group should enter.
"Lords Black, Prince, and Gordon why have you disturbed me so late."
Lord Black spoke for the group; "My Lord, Gordon and I have brought our children and Lord Prince his grandchild to you."
Voldemort turned and faced the three men, only just noticing the three women holding infants standing behind the men.
"Why are you bring them to me now?"
"They are Moon Children"
Voldemort sat back in shock, there hadn't been a set of Moon Children born in over 400 years, "You are positive?"
"Yes my Lord." Black bowed and stepped aside, gesturing the women to bring the infants forward.
"Show me the marks."
Swiftly the babes' backs were exposed, and on each right shoulder a waxing crescent could be seen glowing silver in the darkness. Voldemort smiled when he saw this.
"You did the right thing my loyal followers. Your children will be my three most trusted. What are their names?"
"Sirius Black, Severus Prince, and Cassandra Gordon."
"You will train them to be my most knowledgeable and powerful followers. On their fifth birthday bring them back to me. At that time I will take over their training personally."
"Yes my Lord," all six of them bowed to the Dark Lord and then backed out of his study.
Once alone Lord Voldemort smiled again "Nagini," he waited for his familiar to come to him, "today my followers did me proud. Three Moon Children to follow me. Their marks shone silver, tying them to the darkness. Dumbledore will never have a chance against those three."