The Path To Power

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Serverus Snape… my best friend once upon a time I hadn't thought of him in a long time nor seen him in even longer, he disappeared four years ago right after graduation, no-one has hear tail of him since. Thinking back on it I regret that night at the portrait hole, when he came to apologise and I turned him away…walked out on our friendship, now today I wonder where in this world he could be and I'm scared. Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters are on the rise, is Serverus also one of those masked men laughing as they killed the innocents around about them, revelling in the death and destruction left in their wake, that's what I told him he would be that's what I accused him of aspiring to, I would hate to think I'd been right but knowing something of his whereabouts would be better than nothing at all. James wouldn't be happy if he knew I was thinking of my old friend, he never did like Sev.

I'd married James just after Hogwarts I think I was too young then to really realise all that marriage entailed, I think we both were but with Voldemort out there we'd decided not to wait…to live for the moment, It hasn't worked out well. James well James will always be James, loud, brash, impulsive and just a touch too arrogant , we don't love each other not really but at the time we where so much in lust that we couldn't tell the difference between the two.

Looking out the window of the small house I shared with James at Godrics Hollow the weather was unpleasant the rain was bouncing back of the ground and I could hear thunder in the black of night.

"Oh sev where are you now?" she said aloud before turning and heading to the bed she shared with her husband in name only.

In Diagon alley they next day a dark haired young man dressed in black robes walked through the masses and thought briefly if it had been a mistake on his part to return home.

In a temple in the middle east or at least what looked like a temple, a young man with long dark hair sat crossed legged with closed eyes this was nothing unusual if you did not take into account that he was floating a good three feet above the ground with most of the objects in the room where orbiting merrily around him. The door opened an elderly gentleman with long white hair and a long white bearded in blue robes entered and waited. The objects began to settle back to there proper spots but the man remained hovering, he opened his dark eyes.

"Ah Mr Snape I did not mean to interrupt your meditations." Said the old man

"Master you need not have come to me."

"It is this that I wish to speak with you about. You have far surpassed me you had already done so before you arrived here I simply taught you what limited knowledge I had to impart. Serverus your training is complete now it is for you to go into the world and decide what to do with your life. You have great power and only you can decide how to use it, you can make a difference. Tomorrow you must go. I came only to say goodbye."

"Then I thank you master I have learned more here than you may think."

Back in Diagon alley the Serverus mood was not improving as it had started to rain he'd been in far more crowded places like Delhi and Tokyo but at least they had decent weather ah well what was he expecting of London in January. Spotting the shop he was looking for he ducked inside.

Stepping out five minutes later he was happily munching on a chocolate frog. Ah the thing I missed most about home the sweets. He proceed down the street quite happily munching on the unfortunate chocolate amphibian. First things first now I'm back I'll have to do something about finding a job the old wallets starting to get a bit empty. Perhaps something in potions or the dark arts, maybe he should apply for Auror training his NEWTS where certainly good enough, but how to explain the four year employment gab, ah well I'm sure something will turn up. His contemplation of the state of his finances where not to last long however when he heard an almighty bang followed by screams and laugher. Looking ahead he saw smoke drifting from one of the buildings and people running away, he also saw masked people laughing as the fired curses into the fleeing crowds. Bloody brilliant he though first day back and I get to be involved in a terrorist attack. He thought sarcastically. Suddenly a flash of green light and an intensifying of the screams grabbed his attention. Damn it the killing curse this was serious! I can't belive i'm about to do this was the what flickerd breifly in his mind as setting his jaw he aparated into the thick of the masked people.

Authors Note.

There we go first chapter of my first story please read and review so I know if I should continue of not.