No, this isn't a new story, I just made some small changes. Hope you still like it.

Summary: One Shot. Three connected Snape drabble fics about murder and war. Past, present and future.

Category: General/Angst

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Harry Potter. This is intended for fun and in no way intended for profit. All copyrights belong to their respective owners.

Spoilers: The first five books. At this point I'm assuming that just about everyone has read up to book five.

Author's Note: I got the idea for this fic while writing a longer Snape fic which I'm still writing; I just write slowly. I decided to try drabble for the challenge of it, but I wanted to say more then just one hundred words allowed, and I decided on the three drabble fics. I'm exactly sure where the idea came from, but it certainly didn't hit like a strike of lightning, which really is probably a good thing. I am told that lightning hurts and causes permanent nerve damage.

Ten to the third thanks to lothmeldo for being my beta. Thanks also in advance to all of you who review. I would greatly appreciate it. .... and now my author's note is longer than one of the drabbles...

May - June 2004

by Circular Infinity

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Collecting Death

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Snape was a careful murderer. Each time he would Transfigure the bodies into small, glass paperweights which he placed in rows on a shelf. Once Regulus Black asked Snape what the orbs were, but he refused to say. Only hours later, Snape added another sphere and went to tell the Dark Lord that Black was dead.

Snape didn't care about pure-blood supremacy. He wanted power and knowledge and the Dark Lord had both. He received not only knowledge and power, but a Mark as well and in return, when the Dark Lord wanted death, Snape murdered with a steady hand.

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Dumbledore gives a nod and with it his permission to use the Unforgivables. Snape doesn't care. He would have done that anyway.

He murders for both sides. Ironically, the first person he kills is a Death Eater. Though it has been years, he Transfigures the body automatically, almost in the same gesture. He takes the sphere and places it carefully on an empty shelf next to the one which holds the original set.

After hearing of the man's disappearance, the Dark Lord becomes angry, but Dumbledore just nods in sadness. Snape tries not to care and his shelf gradually fills.

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Though the spheres will still reside on his shelf, Snape will never again add to the rows. Perhaps one day he'll hurl them with all the force that still resides in his arm at a wall or a floor. They'll shatter into many pieces that he'll leave for the house-elves to gather up.

At least, this is what he'll want to do. More likely, he will save them as a more tangible memory and a better reminder than the one on his arm. Never forget who you were or what you are still capable of.

The glass orbs will stay.

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Fin