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What could that old coot need now? My Lord needs me, I think to myself as I walk to Albus Dumbledore's office.
"Lemon drops," I say to activate the stair well to the headmaster's office as I rub my arm where my dark mark is burning. I climb the stair case and pause to gather my thoughts before knocking on the door.
"Come in," comes Albus' overly cheery voice through the door. I roll my eyes and then enter the office to find Albus pouring two cups of tea. I quickly take a seat in front of Albus' desk and accept the cup of tea offered to me.
"I know you called me here for more than just tea, Albus," I said, setting my half empty cup of tea on the tray on the desk.
"You are always the perceptive one, Severus. As you know, the letters have been sent out for the first years. One of them seems to be having trouble reaching its destination," Albus says, offering me some kind of sweet, which I decline.
"Which one is having issues, and why does this involve me?" I ask, folding my arms in my lap, out of view from Albus, so I can rub my arm.
"Lily Potter," Albus says, which causes me to freeze for a few seconds.
"Lily," I say softly to myself, but by the smile Albus gives me, I know he heard me.
"She's living with her muggle Aunt and Uncle. I want you to get the letter to her," Albus says, handing me the letter. I look down at the letter.
They named her Lily Anne, I think to myself as I smile slightly.
"I will get it to her," I say, standing and leaving without giving him time to reply. By this point, my arm is burning, so I head straight to the apparition point and apparat to Riddle Manor. I quickly head to the throne room to see my Lord sitting on his throne.
"Lord Voldemort," I say, bowing.
"What took you so long, Severus?" Voldemort says, conjuring a chair, which I sit in with a thankful smile.
"Dumbledore had called me to his office before I could get away," I said, rubbing my arm that had lingering pain.
"Let me see your arm, Severus," Voldemort says, holding his hand out.
"I'm fine, my Lord," I say, forcing myself to stop rubbing my arm.
"Severus, please, show me your arm. There is no reason for you to suffer," Voldemort says, leaning forward and carefully taking my arm into his hand when I hold it out.
"Thank you," I say once Voldemort relieves the pain.
"No problem, Severus. What did that old fool need?" Voldemort says, conjuring an elf and ordering tea for him and water for me.
"It seems the acceptance letter for one of the students is having problems getting through. He wants me to get it through," I say, accepting the glass of water offered to me.
"Oh? I hope it isn't young Draco," Voldemort says, sipping his tea.
"No need to worry, my Lord. Draco's got to him just fine," I say, smiling at his worry.
"Whose letter is it then?"
"It's Lily's daughter, Lily Anne Potter."
"Do you think something has happened to her?"
"I'm afraid so. Albus has placed her with her Aunt, who abused Lily when they were kids. I fear for the child."
"You want me to come with you?"
"It wouldn't be safe for you, my Lord. I doubt they have left the place unguarded," I say as Voldemort gets up.
"They don't know what I look like. Please, Severus, let me help you," Voldemort says as he grabs his cloak. I take the chance to admire his tall, slim frame. His brown hair is messy in an adorable way, and his blood red eyes, which usually scare people, are filled with concern.
"Do you wish for me to glamor your eyes, my Lord? We are going to an all muggle area," I say, standing next to Voldemort.
"No, thank you, Severus. It's night time, so I should be fine," Voldemort says, laying his hand on my arm. I nod and follow him to the front gates of the mansion, so we can aparate.
