Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling, not me. No money being made here.
Warnings: This is stupid. And silly. 5th year AU.
Our Story So Far: Severus fed the Dark Lord an apple poisoned with basilisk venom, but he's not that easy to kill.
Reverse Psychology: Turmoil, or What Happens When the Dark Lord is a Cup in a Vault
He was in a dark room. A dark room for a Dark Lord. He felt a giggle, but there was no sound in the dark room. He tried to move, but he was frozen in place.
He felt cold, and hard, and empty. If he didn't know any better, he'd think he was dead. But that's not possible. I am immortal!
He struggles. Eventually, he wobbles slightly. He redoubles his efforts, finally falling down onto the floor. A loud, metallic clang rings out in the room.
Where am I?
He was inside a vault. And he was… Hufflepuff's goblet.
SEVERUS!