AN : Hi people. I guess you noticed that I´m new at . I´ve written a few stories in german language, but this is my first Harry Potter story. I hope you enjoy it and overlook my little mistakes.
It were great if you write a review, because it would be nice to know what you are thinking.
Hope you like it.
Severus was furios. How could Potter dare to look into the Pensieve? How could he infiltrate his memories?
It was like he said all time. Potter was the same arrogant brat as his father was.
Nevertheless it was early in the evening he got himself a glass and filled it with Firewhiskey. He sat in front of the fire in his chambers and let his thoughts fly.
Suddenly there was a burning pain in his left arm. He grabbed it with his white long-fingered right hand and swore lightly. "Why now? Am I not burdened enough with the Potter boy ?"
Severus got up and took his deatheater robes along with the mask.
Hiding them under his robes he ran to the apparation-point and disappeared into the night.
He found himself in a circle of masked men, Deatheater.
The meeting was the same as every other meeting before. Voldemort stated the mistakes of each Deatheater and punished them with the cruciatus or another painful curse.
When it was Severus term the Potions-master stepped forward, fall to his knees and bowed his head.
"Ah Severus, my spy. I haven´t heard from you for a long time. Is there something you wish to tell me my little snake?"
"No my lord. I´m sorry. The only thing Dumbledore is doing, is to guard the entrance to the Department of Mysteries, as you know. He is waiting for your next step, so that he can react and plan his next steps."
"That´s really nothing new you tell me. Slowly I get a really annoying feeling of you. Could it be, that Dumbledore mistrusts you?"
"No my lord. I enjoy his full trust. He thinks I´m working for the light side."
"That´s good Severus. But I trust you know, that I have to punish you for your terrible work? CRUCIO!"
The pain was horrible. Severus was rolling on the floor, but no sound escaped his lips. It seemed like hours before Voldemort lifted the curse. But not for long. Instead of an end of the punishment there were more curses he hit Severus with.
When his torture was over Severus got slowly back to his feet and found his place in the circle.
A short time later, which seemed like ages to the spy, they were dismissed.
Quickly he apparated back to Hogwarts. He landed hard on his feet, only to loose his balance and crumble to the dusty ground. With great effort he got to his feet and stumbled the way back to the castle. There he used a secret passage to get in and directly to his chambers.
When he reached his rooms he was exhausted to no point. He barely made it in his living room, where the last bit of strength left him and he fall to the floor where he lost consciousness.
He noticed that he wasn´t on the floor anymore when he awoke. "Where am I and how did I get here?" he thought.
His question was answered soon, when he opened his eyes and saw Poppy standing over him. "Ah Severus you are awake. That is good. We were really worried over you."
"What happened? How did I get here?"
"It seemed like you were attending a deatheatermeeting. Minerva found you in your living room unconscious and hurt on the floor. She send her patronus to my rooms and together we healed your wounds."
"How long was I out?"
"Only a few hours. It is 7 o´clock in the morning." - " What do you think you are doing young man? You need to rest !" She scolded when Severus attempted to get out of the bed.
"Teaching. What else? I´m fine. I don´t need to rest." And with that he got up, grabbed his clothes and hurried to his bathroom.
Madame Pomfrey shook her head disbelieving. "You will kill yourself if your intend on going on like this." But she knew that she would be there for Severus whenever he was in needing of her even if he don´t ask for help.
~ End ~