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Chapter 2: November 1979

"My Lord—my Lord," panted Snape to the Dark Lord.

"What is it Snape?" asked a very impatient master.

"I—I over heard a women, her name was Sybill Trelawney. I over heard her make a prophecy. It was about you and the one who would have the power to destroy you."

The Dark Lord was now paying very close attention to his young follower. No one would ever defeat him. "Continue." He said calmly.

"She said that the one who has the power to vanquish the dark lord is born as the 7th month dies to a couple who has defied you three times." He said remembering all of the prophecy that he could.

"Very good, Severus." Voldemort said, very proud of Severus Snape. "Would you like to assist me in killing the child?" This mad Snape wonder, did he really want to kill an innocent baby? Of course he did, and if he didn't he would be dead himself. That was when Severus came to a compromise in his head.

"My Lord," Snape said, "would I be of any help if I tracked down which couple is going to have a baby in July?"

Voldemort's dark face lit up, this was a good idea. "Yes, Severus." She sneered, "You find out who it is, and then I destroy them and their unborn child."

So, it took Severus Snape almost a month of sneaking, snooping and eavesdropping to find out who was going to have a baby in July, and who had defied Voldemort three times. He had come up with two couples, Frank and Alice Longbottom, and… James and Lily Potter. He told Voldemort this information by late March of 1980, and Severus desperately hoped that Voldemort would go for the Longbottom's first, and he did, but not until a little bit over a year later, on September 1st of 1981.

The Dark Lord had sent Bellatrix Lestrange and her crew to dispose of them. But of course, Bella likes to play with her food, or course, so the Longbottom's only managed to get a long dosage of the Crutiatus curse before the "Order of the Phoenix" came and scared them off. Now, it was September 31st, 1981, and Snape was very nervous at what the Dark Lord would do next.

And then one day Snape walked in on Voldemort speaking to Peter Pettigrew, and it seemed as though Pettigrew was getting praised. What would the scum of a friend of James Potter be doing talking to the Dark Lord?

"Come in, come in Severus." Spoke Voldemort to his eavesdropping follower.

Snape walked forward and bowed.

"This lad has just told me the location of the Potter's. We act soon." Voldemort walked away, Pettigrew trailing behind him.

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It was now October 30th, 1981, and Voldemort was speaking to Severus. "Tomorrow is the night, we kill them all."

"Them all?" Severus asked quietly.

"I know Severus you have your objections to killing the woman, the one you desire. I will try to spare her, but I can not promise anything. If she gets in the way, I will kill her.

Snape apparated to an old hill after he had finished speaking with Voldemort, and cast his Patronus to comfort him. The silver doe that had come out of his wand walked over to him and nudged his face. "I'm sorry, Lily." Snape said to the doe. "I'm sorry, I tried. I've done all I can, but it wasn't enough. I hope. I just hope that you can make it out alive. Even if you hate me after it happens. I don't care. But don't die. Please, don't die. I love you too much, and I always have. I just wish you could have seen it, but after I insulted you, you just stopped talking to me. I hate that. I hate myself. I don't think I could live if you died. I love you." Snape cried, he cried hard, for the first time since Lily had left him. He couldn't stand it. He hated himself, he should have listened to her when she told him that his friends were no good, he should have gone to the wedding he wasn't invited to and refused to let it happen. He should have done a lot of things in his life, and when he tried to do something good, it always went wrong. Just like his plan with Dumbledore had, but Dumbledore had promised—he had promised.