Disclaimer: except most of the plot, and my characters, everything else is Star's and J.K's property

A/N: A kind of spin off from one of Schnoogle_Star's fics

Chapter 1

The death eaters

He looked around the circle in private disgust. 'His master would wish that he went to Voldermort' he thought sardonically. He hated the death eaters and everything they stood for. Then he realised suddenly that in the centre of the circle there was a young female, she couldn't have been more that 16 years old and yet, she was joining the death eaters.  He remembered this ritual very well, the knife blade across the throat then the branding of the dark mark into your forearm. He shivered in voluntarily and silently scolded himself for it. He may only be 13 years old (though to everyone here he appeared to be fully grown) but he had been trained all his life for this and he would not fail his master.

He remembered from a very early age being taught magic by his old master. But that was before that man passed away and he was given his current master.

Some people called it the dark arts, but he knew it was way beyond such simple concepts as light and dark, good and evil, he knew there was only power and those to weak to take it. He pulled him self away from his thoughts as he saw Vordlemort summon Severus Snape into the privacy area, then he watched as Vordlemort tortured him. He was exceptionally glad that every one thought he was a fully-grown death eater and not a spy. He knew that Snape was a spy too, but not for the same person, Patrick served only his master, and would never bow to Dumbledore as Snape did. He saw Malfoy grab the young girl and pull her towards him and felt a surge of anger, but Snape took her away from Malfoy before Patrick could raise his wand. It seemed that luck was with Malfoy tonight.

Then he heard it, his master's voice echoing through his mind, 'come to me my servant', it did not even occur to Patrick not to obey, he dissaparated and apparated instantly at his masters side. 'What is your command master' he said as he knelt down on one knee. 'I want you to return to Hogwarts and stay there until I instruct you otherwise.' Commanded the echoing voice of his master. With one final bow Patrick muttered an incantation to show his true self and dissaparated into his bed at Hogwarts.

            'It had been an interesting night so far' he thought. Patrick did not have any friends at Hogwarts, indeed the sometimes called him a lone wolf.

            Patrick decided he could not sleep, so he went for a walk. As he walked he heard shouting, a man's voice and a young girl, she couldn't have been over sixteen and him, well he was easy, the only man it could be with that cold silky voice, was…Severus Snape. Patrick decided to stay and listen and he heard…

"Listen. If we weren't working for Dumbledore, and were actually servants of the dark lord, I could of done whatever the hell I wanted to you! Including this. "

 There was a pause then…"Would you rather Malfoy had his way with you, or I pretend to? I could turn into a sharing man if you don't SHUT UP!"

 This was still Snape speaking, there was more but Patrick didn't care he needed to find out who the death eater was it could change everything! Patrick pulled out his wand and muttered under his breath

'Ivasittatumm incantae' and with that Patrick became invisible. He rounded the corner and saw to his amazement Leanne Black, 'but she was a prefect' he thought confused. And then it all came together, the letter that he had read over her shoulder the one that said her parents were dead, if she was a spy then she would be living with Lupin, Black and Snape. He would have to investigate this more at another time. Now he went silently back to the Gryffindor common room using the secret passageway made by his master to his dormitory.