A/N: This is a new story that I just thought up, and this first chapter deals with a muggle, who gets into a spot with Voldemort. Well, not litterally, it deals with a dream, hense the title of the chapter.
Disclaimer: I own Jennie, Marie, Becca, (and any other totally un-farmiliar characters) and the plot, but nothing that is directly related to the Harry Potter books, those obviously belong to someone with a mastermind, like J.K. Rowling... Also, I do not claim ownership of 'To Kill a Mockingbrid', that belongs to Lee Harper...
Dark as Night
The Dream
It was a late Saturday night, when she woke up with a start. It must have been a dream, she reasoned, as she recalled the events she had just witnessed.
There were three men, and they all had a strange mark on their arm, like a skull, only it seemed different in some way. But there was one of them that seemed withdrawn. He had dark greasy hair, and was wearing a black cloak, like the rest of them, it just seemed that maybe he wasn't the same. These three men, reffered to as Lucius, Wormtail, and Snape, were with somebody reffered to as Lord Voldemort. Whoever he was.
"Kill her! She's just in the way!" Lucius yelled.
"But why? She doesn't know anything," Wormtail offered timidly.
"What do you mean?" Lucius snarled, "She wouldn't be here if she didn't know something!"
"She's a muggle," Snape said.
"Yeah, all the more reason to kill her," Lucius said easily.
"You ever read that muggle book 'To Kill a Mocking Bird'?" Snape asked.
"Since when do you care about muggles Severus?" Wormtail inquired.
"Since he's a SQUIB!" Lucius emphasized the last word, and turned to face Snape, pointing his wand to his abonormally large nose.
"You wouldn't Malfoy," Snape said, in a low, daring tone.
"You shouldn't be so surprised," Lucius replied, smirking.
"Come-on! We have better things to do," Wormtail said, afraid of what his master would do, if they didn't accomplish what they had come for.
"He has a point Lucius," Snape said, "Let's go, and Leave The Muggle," he said, casting a memory charm on her, so she didn't remember anything that was said, although, she did remember, amazingly.
~*~
"Awfully determined to save that muggle wasn't he?" Peter commented later.
"Yes, what of it?" Malfoy asked.
"Well, maybe he's not true to Lord Voldemort," Goyle said, rather intelegently.
"Perhaps, but why?" Peter asked, taking Goyle's normally dumb attitude about things.
"Because Wormtail," Lucius said, with a tone of annoyance, "He's working as a spy for Dumbledore, the sappy git."
"But-"
"No more buts, here he comes, " Lucius said.
"Snape," Crabbe acnowleged him, nodding his head.
"What's with all of you? You look like the light side has won a battle," Severus said, as cheerily as was allowed.
"They have," Malfoy said grimly, "Muggle-Lover."
"If you say so," Snape said sarcastically, must of been all those years with Potter and Black, "What do I have to do?"
"It's rather simple really," Goyle said.
"Kill a mud-blood," Wormtail added.
"A certain, genius mud-blood, who won't join our side," Crabbe added.
"Well, that really narrows it down," Snape said, before he could hold his tongue.
"Severus, if you don't hold your comments to yourself, you'll be the one that ends up DEAD!" Malfoy yelled.
"Lily Potter," Wormtail finished, trying to prevent the heated dispute that was sure to erupt between Malfoy and Snape.
Snape broke away from his argument with Malfoy, "I thought the Master wanted to finish them off by himself."
"He did, but we can always say she died some other way," Malfoy said.
"And you want to risk that?" someone hissed from behind a corner.
They all fell to their knees, "M-master! How good of you to come see us!" Malfoy said. Brown-noser.
"What was that you were saying, Lucius? About lying to me?" Voldemort hissed.
"N-nothing, master! A-a joke, sir!" He stuttered.
"You don't seem to be the joking kind, Malfoy," He hissed, as he turned his back to them. "And for future referance, you can't lie worth a damn."
~*~
"Hey mom!" Jennie yelled, coming down the stairs to eat breakfast.
"Hi Jen," she seemed preoccupied.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Oh, I was just reading the paper, some men have been doing strange things lately," her mom replied. Jennie's mom was a witch, she just didn't tell anyone, Jennie was a witch too, but following her mother, she didn't say anything.
"What men?" Jennie asked.
"Dark Lord supporters," her mom, Marie, replied.
"Oh," Jennie said.
"So, what are you doing to do after school today?" Marie asked, changing the subject.
"Nothing special, I might go to a movie with Becca later, but nothing big," she said.
"Alright, just be home before I am."
~*~
"So, what have you found out?" Dumbledore asked.
"Lily Potter's a target, genius mud-blood, who won't join the clan, you know."
"Why they'd want a her, who doesn't have pure blood, is beyond me though," Dumbledore replied.
"Yeah, it goes against everything they're for," Snape commented, more to himself, than anyone else.
"Headmaster Dumbledore!" Professor McGonnagal came rushing in.
"Yes,"
"They're after Lily Evans!" Minerva said, out of breath.
"Yes, we have already heard this news," Dumbledore commented quietly, "And please remember, she married James."
"So, what are we going to do about it?" Minerva asked, ignoring the last comment.
"We haven't exactly gotten to that yet," Snape said.
"Oh," she replied, and left the room.
~*~
"So where is he?" Voldemort hissed, at the other two.
"I'm not sure," Malfoy insisted, still staring at his master's feet.
'Crucio!'
"M-master, he disapeard last night after you left, he said he was going to bed, I suppose he didn't know about this meeting," Wormtail said, while Lucius was curled up into ball in pain.
"Wormtail, are you contradicting me?" he hissed.
"N-no, master, of course not!" Peter said.
~*~
"Headmaster, I must be off, Voldemort is calling," Severus said, pointing to the darkening skull on his arm.
"Yes, I'm quite sure you must," Dumbledore agreed, nodding, as Snape headed out the door.
~*~
He headed out of the grounds, where he quickly disapperated to Lord Voldemort's castle, were he meeted by a fuming Malfoy, who looked like he had recently been in a great deal of pain. 'Oops', he commented to himself, fighting off a smile.
"Severus," Voldemort hissed, in a tone that was nice, for him.
"Yes, master?" Snape said, as he fell to his knees, and dared to sneek a peek at his master's face.
"Where were you?" Lucius cut in, shaking.
"Out," Snape replied.
"Out, making friends with the mud-bloods, I suppose," Wormtail finished his sentance.
"Now, now, Peter, why would I want to do that?" Snape asked innocently.
"Be-cause, you're in league with Dumbledore," Goyle said, walking into the room, closely followed by Crabbe who was nodding his agreement.
~*~
"Jennifer Lighter," The teacher called out, she was a short, 'round' substitute, who had to call out attendance.
"Here," Jennie said, gudgingly, she hated her last name, it made her sound like a cigarette commercial, and cigarettes, literally, made her sick.
"How lame is she?" Jennie's best friend Becca hissed in her ear.
"No kidding, why can't she use the seating chart like every other teacher?" Jennie said.
"Brad Smith!" The sub called out, and Becca's twin brother was forced out of his circle of ever-popular guy friends, to acnowlege his name.
"Here," he said lamely, as he cast a glance to over where Jen was sitting.
"Rebecca Smith!"
"Here!" Becca said, "Lame teachers, 'Rebecca, that is SO little kiddish."
"Oh get over it, at least they don't call you Becky."
"Yep," she agreed, grinning. She smiled a lot, now that she got the metal out of her mouth.
"So, anything interesting happen last night, while I was stuck, at home, being nice to my father?" Jennie asked.
"No, Brad complained some, but that's usual, and he had some of his friends over, with the radio on so loud I couldn't-"
"Rebecca! Quiet!" The teacher yelled, as Becca cringed at the sound of her name,and the sub was trying to decipher Mr. Meyer's handwriting on the note he had written her.
"I'll tell ya later, or in a note..." Becca said, as she pulled a piece of paper out of her binder. Jennie smiled, and tossed her shoulder length, dark brown hair over her back, so it wasn't in her face, as she tried to concentrate on her Math homework, instead of that feeling like someone was staring at her.
~*~
"So, Severus," Voldemort was back to his hissing self, "What... do you suppose we do about your wavering alliance to me?"
"Sir?" Snape asked, staring at the smudge on Voldemort's shoe, and trying not to laugh.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Ha Ha! My famous cliff-hangerness strikes again! Mwa Ha Ha Ha! No, it was just getting kinda long, and well, I'm sure you understand. Well, I hope you like this... and, I hope that I can get the next chapter up soon!
Hmmm, I hope you review, and I hope you like this.
Just PRESS THE BUTTON! (please.)
Disclaimer: I own Jennie, Marie, Becca, (and any other totally un-farmiliar characters) and the plot, but nothing that is directly related to the Harry Potter books, those obviously belong to someone with a mastermind, like J.K. Rowling... Also, I do not claim ownership of 'To Kill a Mockingbrid', that belongs to Lee Harper...
Dark as Night
The Dream
It was a late Saturday night, when she woke up with a start. It must have been a dream, she reasoned, as she recalled the events she had just witnessed.
There were three men, and they all had a strange mark on their arm, like a skull, only it seemed different in some way. But there was one of them that seemed withdrawn. He had dark greasy hair, and was wearing a black cloak, like the rest of them, it just seemed that maybe he wasn't the same. These three men, reffered to as Lucius, Wormtail, and Snape, were with somebody reffered to as Lord Voldemort. Whoever he was.
"Kill her! She's just in the way!" Lucius yelled.
"But why? She doesn't know anything," Wormtail offered timidly.
"What do you mean?" Lucius snarled, "She wouldn't be here if she didn't know something!"
"She's a muggle," Snape said.
"Yeah, all the more reason to kill her," Lucius said easily.
"You ever read that muggle book 'To Kill a Mocking Bird'?" Snape asked.
"Since when do you care about muggles Severus?" Wormtail inquired.
"Since he's a SQUIB!" Lucius emphasized the last word, and turned to face Snape, pointing his wand to his abonormally large nose.
"You wouldn't Malfoy," Snape said, in a low, daring tone.
"You shouldn't be so surprised," Lucius replied, smirking.
"Come-on! We have better things to do," Wormtail said, afraid of what his master would do, if they didn't accomplish what they had come for.
"He has a point Lucius," Snape said, "Let's go, and Leave The Muggle," he said, casting a memory charm on her, so she didn't remember anything that was said, although, she did remember, amazingly.
~*~
"Awfully determined to save that muggle wasn't he?" Peter commented later.
"Yes, what of it?" Malfoy asked.
"Well, maybe he's not true to Lord Voldemort," Goyle said, rather intelegently.
"Perhaps, but why?" Peter asked, taking Goyle's normally dumb attitude about things.
"Because Wormtail," Lucius said, with a tone of annoyance, "He's working as a spy for Dumbledore, the sappy git."
"But-"
"No more buts, here he comes, " Lucius said.
"Snape," Crabbe acnowleged him, nodding his head.
"What's with all of you? You look like the light side has won a battle," Severus said, as cheerily as was allowed.
"They have," Malfoy said grimly, "Muggle-Lover."
"If you say so," Snape said sarcastically, must of been all those years with Potter and Black, "What do I have to do?"
"It's rather simple really," Goyle said.
"Kill a mud-blood," Wormtail added.
"A certain, genius mud-blood, who won't join our side," Crabbe added.
"Well, that really narrows it down," Snape said, before he could hold his tongue.
"Severus, if you don't hold your comments to yourself, you'll be the one that ends up DEAD!" Malfoy yelled.
"Lily Potter," Wormtail finished, trying to prevent the heated dispute that was sure to erupt between Malfoy and Snape.
Snape broke away from his argument with Malfoy, "I thought the Master wanted to finish them off by himself."
"He did, but we can always say she died some other way," Malfoy said.
"And you want to risk that?" someone hissed from behind a corner.
They all fell to their knees, "M-master! How good of you to come see us!" Malfoy said. Brown-noser.
"What was that you were saying, Lucius? About lying to me?" Voldemort hissed.
"N-nothing, master! A-a joke, sir!" He stuttered.
"You don't seem to be the joking kind, Malfoy," He hissed, as he turned his back to them. "And for future referance, you can't lie worth a damn."
~*~
"Hey mom!" Jennie yelled, coming down the stairs to eat breakfast.
"Hi Jen," she seemed preoccupied.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Oh, I was just reading the paper, some men have been doing strange things lately," her mom replied. Jennie's mom was a witch, she just didn't tell anyone, Jennie was a witch too, but following her mother, she didn't say anything.
"What men?" Jennie asked.
"Dark Lord supporters," her mom, Marie, replied.
"Oh," Jennie said.
"So, what are you doing to do after school today?" Marie asked, changing the subject.
"Nothing special, I might go to a movie with Becca later, but nothing big," she said.
"Alright, just be home before I am."
~*~
"So, what have you found out?" Dumbledore asked.
"Lily Potter's a target, genius mud-blood, who won't join the clan, you know."
"Why they'd want a her, who doesn't have pure blood, is beyond me though," Dumbledore replied.
"Yeah, it goes against everything they're for," Snape commented, more to himself, than anyone else.
"Headmaster Dumbledore!" Professor McGonnagal came rushing in.
"Yes,"
"They're after Lily Evans!" Minerva said, out of breath.
"Yes, we have already heard this news," Dumbledore commented quietly, "And please remember, she married James."
"So, what are we going to do about it?" Minerva asked, ignoring the last comment.
"We haven't exactly gotten to that yet," Snape said.
"Oh," she replied, and left the room.
~*~
"So where is he?" Voldemort hissed, at the other two.
"I'm not sure," Malfoy insisted, still staring at his master's feet.
'Crucio!'
"M-master, he disapeard last night after you left, he said he was going to bed, I suppose he didn't know about this meeting," Wormtail said, while Lucius was curled up into ball in pain.
"Wormtail, are you contradicting me?" he hissed.
"N-no, master, of course not!" Peter said.
~*~
"Headmaster, I must be off, Voldemort is calling," Severus said, pointing to the darkening skull on his arm.
"Yes, I'm quite sure you must," Dumbledore agreed, nodding, as Snape headed out the door.
~*~
He headed out of the grounds, where he quickly disapperated to Lord Voldemort's castle, were he meeted by a fuming Malfoy, who looked like he had recently been in a great deal of pain. 'Oops', he commented to himself, fighting off a smile.
"Severus," Voldemort hissed, in a tone that was nice, for him.
"Yes, master?" Snape said, as he fell to his knees, and dared to sneek a peek at his master's face.
"Where were you?" Lucius cut in, shaking.
"Out," Snape replied.
"Out, making friends with the mud-bloods, I suppose," Wormtail finished his sentance.
"Now, now, Peter, why would I want to do that?" Snape asked innocently.
"Be-cause, you're in league with Dumbledore," Goyle said, walking into the room, closely followed by Crabbe who was nodding his agreement.
~*~
"Jennifer Lighter," The teacher called out, she was a short, 'round' substitute, who had to call out attendance.
"Here," Jennie said, gudgingly, she hated her last name, it made her sound like a cigarette commercial, and cigarettes, literally, made her sick.
"How lame is she?" Jennie's best friend Becca hissed in her ear.
"No kidding, why can't she use the seating chart like every other teacher?" Jennie said.
"Brad Smith!" The sub called out, and Becca's twin brother was forced out of his circle of ever-popular guy friends, to acnowlege his name.
"Here," he said lamely, as he cast a glance to over where Jen was sitting.
"Rebecca Smith!"
"Here!" Becca said, "Lame teachers, 'Rebecca, that is SO little kiddish."
"Oh get over it, at least they don't call you Becky."
"Yep," she agreed, grinning. She smiled a lot, now that she got the metal out of her mouth.
"So, anything interesting happen last night, while I was stuck, at home, being nice to my father?" Jennie asked.
"No, Brad complained some, but that's usual, and he had some of his friends over, with the radio on so loud I couldn't-"
"Rebecca! Quiet!" The teacher yelled, as Becca cringed at the sound of her name,and the sub was trying to decipher Mr. Meyer's handwriting on the note he had written her.
"I'll tell ya later, or in a note..." Becca said, as she pulled a piece of paper out of her binder. Jennie smiled, and tossed her shoulder length, dark brown hair over her back, so it wasn't in her face, as she tried to concentrate on her Math homework, instead of that feeling like someone was staring at her.
~*~
"So, Severus," Voldemort was back to his hissing self, "What... do you suppose we do about your wavering alliance to me?"
"Sir?" Snape asked, staring at the smudge on Voldemort's shoe, and trying not to laugh.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Ha Ha! My famous cliff-hangerness strikes again! Mwa Ha Ha Ha! No, it was just getting kinda long, and well, I'm sure you understand. Well, I hope you like this... and, I hope that I can get the next chapter up soon!
Hmmm, I hope you review, and I hope you like this.
Just PRESS THE BUTTON! (please.)